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 Nepal and from Woodstock.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Brothers Johnson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Saints,
Bizarre Inc.,
Average White Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sun City Girls,
Ronan,
Glenn Branca,
Bill Wells,
Gichy Dan,
Animal Collective,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Cramps,
Cymande,
Fela Kuti,
New York Dolls,
Hot Snakes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Second Layer,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gun Club,
Lower 48,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Qualms,
Marc Almond,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Josef K,
La Düsseldorf,
Stiv Bators,
Lyres,
Panda Bear,
The Dave Clark Five,
Echospace,
The Searchers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Altered Images,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
PIL,
Alphaville,
Monks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Slick Rick,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skarface,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Faraquet,
Radiohead,
The Invisible,
Sam Rivers,
Nik Kershaw,
Camouflage,
Yellowson,
Rosa Yemen,
Funky Four + One,
The Buckinghams,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fire Engines,
Suburban Knight,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.