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 Israel and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Niagra to the disco 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Babytalk,
Hardrive,
Sällskapet,
Cluster,
Josef K,
Sight & Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
Schoolly D,
Terry Callier,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kas Product,
Lindisfarne,
Radio Birdman,
Absolute Body Control,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DJ Sneak,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Joensuu 1685,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Subhumans,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
MC5,
The Misunderstood,
Junior Murvin,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nirvana,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The New Christs,
Man Parrish,
Minnie Riperton,
Depeche Mode,
The Cramps,
The Busters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Basic Channel,
Fatback Band,
June of 44,
Slick Rick,
Cheater Slicks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joe Smooth,
OOIOO,
Silicon Teens,
Peter & Gordon,
Neu!,
The J.B.'s,
David McCallum,
Brick,
Bob Dylan,
the Association,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The American Breed,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Reagan Youth,
Tears for Fears,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.