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 Moldova and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fugazi to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Pus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fugazi,
Brothers Johnson,
New York Dolls,
The Motions,
Darondo,
Q and Not U,
Grey Daturas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Mojo Men,
Scrapy,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gories,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ornette Coleman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
X-Ray Spex,
Archie Shepp,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jesper Dahlback,
Q65,
Grandmaster Flash,
New Order,
Soft Machine,
Amazonics,
Thompson Twins,
Agitation Free,
Henry Cow,
Desert Stars,
PIL,
Smog,
Tropical Tobacco,
These Immortal Souls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nico,
The Evens,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jawbox,
The Pretty Things,
48th St. Collective,
Isaac Hayes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Model 500,
Cecil Taylor,
The Human League,
Massinfluence,
The Beau Brummels,
Boz Scaggs,
Stereo Dub,
Sonny Sharrock,
Excepter,
Ronnie Foster,
Aswad,
Sugar Minott,
Minutemen,
David McCallum,
The Neon Judgement,
The Red Krayola,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.