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 Sierra Leone and from Halifax.
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 Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 Joensuu 1685 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Scrapy,
Monks,
Gichy Dan,
Nick Fraelich,
Blossom Toes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Iggy Pop,
Curtis Mayfield,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Bar-Kays,
U.S. Maple,
Electric Prunes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kurtis Blow,
James White and The Blacks,
Ronan,
The Count Five,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
T.S.O.L.,
Brand Nubian,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cecil Taylor,
David Axelrod,
The Selecter,
Sight & Sound,
Mission of Burma,
Camouflage,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Yellowson,
Leonard Cohen,
Supertramp,
The Doors,
The Slackers,
Junior Murvin,
Inner City,
The Grass Roots,
CMW,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cal Tjader,
Khruangbin,
Agitation Free,
Jeff Lynne,
June of 44,
Pet Shop Boys,
Idris Muhammad,
Crime,
Brass Construction,
Susan Cadogan,
Mad Mike,
The Birthday Party,
Minutemen,
Public Enemy,
The Velvet Underground,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gong,
Kayak,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ituana,
Ultravox,
Shoche,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.