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 St Kitts & Nevis and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Drive Like Jehu to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hashim,
Monolake,
H. Thieme,
Animal Collective,
Heaven 17,
Bang On A Can,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Inner City,
New Age Steppers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Moebius,
The Blues Magoos,
Junior Murvin,
Flamin' Groovies,
Skriet,
Crash Course in Science,
The Angels of Light,
Faust,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Guru Guru,
Rotary Connection,
Warsaw,
Ludus,
The American Breed,
Bobby Sherman,
Eve St. Jones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Blake Baxter,
Bootsy Collins,
the Germs,
Swans,
L. Decosne,
Crime,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Michelle Simonal,
Sonic Youth,
Alison Limerick,
Ponytail,
Tears for Fears,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun City Girls,
Stereo Dub,
Pagans,
Yaz,
Grey Daturas,
Mantronix,
Royal Trux,
Rapeman,
Essential Logic,
Ossler,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang Starr,
Minor Threat,
Angry Samoans,
X-Ray Spex,
Chris Corsano,
Steve Hackett,
Joe Smooth,
A Certain Ratio,
Thompson Twins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.