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 Barbados and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Bologna and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 UT to the rock 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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
Avey Tare,
Sam Rivers,
Aloha Tigers,
Essential Logic,
Donny Hathaway,
Agent Orange,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Womack,
The Electric Prunes,
Laurel Aitken,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Stereo Dub,
The Mojo Men,
Ludus,
Nik Kershaw,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
June of 44,
Bauhaus,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bill Near,
Howard Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deakin,
Bluetip,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Yusef Lateef,
Bill Wells,
Sight & Sound,
Swans,
Gong,
The New Christs,
Todd Terry,
The Divine Comedy,
Soul II Soul,
Warsaw,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scan 7,
James White and The Blacks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rhythm & Sound,
David Axelrod,
Deepchord,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sound Behaviour,
Jeff Mills,
Charles Mingus,
The Invisible,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Pop Group,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pantytec,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
UT,
Half Japanese,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eurythmics,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
F. McDonald,
Unrelated Segments,
Yellowson,
Quantec,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.