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 Malaysia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ 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 The Busters to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobby Byrd,
Colin Newman,
Outsiders,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Juan Atkins,
Pantaleimon,
Malaria!,
Rod Modell,
L. Decosne,
Eddi Front,
Warren Ellis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sun Ra,
Tom Boy,
Y Pants,
David Bowie,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jeff Mills,
John Foxx,
Das Ding,
Alison Limerick,
Angry Samoans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sonics,
Ituana,
Michelle Simonal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radiohead,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jawbox,
Swans,
Audionom,
Lindisfarne,
Marine Girls,
The Gun Club,
Ornette Coleman,
Oblivians,
Tubeway Army,
The Selecter,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Swans,
The Slits,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deakin,
UT,
Ossler,
Connie Case,
Talk Talk,
The Standells,
Funky Four + One,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scan 7,
Ohio Players,
Avey Tare,
Fela Kuti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Leaves,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Organ,
Donald Byrd,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.