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 Gambia and from Lille.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Toni Rubio to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Sex Pistols,
Qualms,
Urselle,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pantytec,
AZ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kenny Larkin,
The Golliwogs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aaron Thompson,
Cheater Slicks,
Bill Near,
Drive Like Jehu,
Davy DMX,
Sound Behaviour,
Essential Logic,
Dead Boys,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Birthday Party,
Ronan,
John Holt,
The Searchers,
Funky Four + One,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Tremeloes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Metal Thangz,
Judy Mowatt,
Sun Ra,
Motorama,
Bang On A Can,
Niagra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Max Romeo,
Masters at Work,
Gichy Dan,
Cluster,
The Mojo Men,
The Pop Group,
Deepchord,
Funkadelic,
The Fortunes,
Tubeway Army,
Alphaville,
Skaos,
Lakeside,
Rapeman,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sandy B,
The Standells,
Flipper,
Juan Atkins,
Godley & Creme,
The Moleskins,
the Slits,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.