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 Antigua and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin 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 Liliput to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
R.M.O.,
Jandek,
The Leaves,
The Slits,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Animal Collective,
Scrapy,
Rekid,
Yaz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eric Dolphy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Isaac Hayes,
Minor Threat,
Cal Tjader,
Liliput,
Black Sheep,
Marc Almond,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fear,
Heaven 17,
Newcleus,
The Victims,
New York Dolls,
Sister Nancy,
The Fall,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Yazoo,
Graham Central Station,
Ronnie Foster,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Khruangbin,
Sparks,
Amon Düül II,
Soft Cell,
Cheater Slicks,
Vladislav Delay,
Blancmange,
Gang Starr,
AZ,
Gil Scott Heron,
Derrick May,
The Move,
The Walker Brothers,
MDC,
Ludus,
Charles Mingus,
Howard Jones,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Flipper,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Andrew Hill,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Icehouse,
The Angels of Light,
Sugar Minott,
X-101,
Warsaw,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.