Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Yemen and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Intrusion to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Brick. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
The Invisible,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Residents,
Absolute Body Control,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Andrew Hill,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wally Richardson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Banda Bassotti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eddi Front,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sarah Menescal,
Gang of Four,
Kerrie Biddell,
Altered Images,
Masters at Work,
the Sonics,
Robert Görl,
World's Most,
Slave,
Television Personalities,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hot Snakes,
Lakeside,
Lower 48,
Sixth Finger,
Traffic Nightmare,
Heaven 17,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gang Starr,
Dennis Brown,
the Bar-Kays,
Stetsasonic,
Fela Kuti,
Grauzone,
Quadrant,
Ornette Coleman,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scratch Acid,
Oblivians,
Au Pairs,
The Angels of Light,
Camouflage,
The Red Krayola,
The Knickerbockers,
Schoolly D,
Colin Newman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marmalade,
Juan Atkins,
Donny Hathaway,
Faraquet,
Adolescents,
Cluster,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fear,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.