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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Deakin,
Visage,
Silicon Teens,
Von Mondo,
Roxy Music,
Fifty Foot Hose,
One Last Wish,
Sällskapet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Heaven 17,
Moebius,
The Raincoats,
Vainqueur,
CMW,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kenny Larkin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Franke,
Mo-Dettes,
Camouflage,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Monks,
Dennis Brown,
Eli Mardock,
Bobby Womack,
the Normal,
Average White Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Desert Stars,
Cameo,
John Foxx,
Lou Christie,
Porter Ricks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scientists,
The Gories,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Index,
Black Flag,
Funky Four + One,
Boredoms,
the Sonics,
Brick,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aloha Tigers,
Sparks,
The Selecter,
The Kinks,
Bill Near,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eurythmics,
Lungfish,
Donny Hathaway,
Depeche Mode,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jawbox,
Cal Tjader,
Althea and Donna,
the Germs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.