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 Guinea-Bissau and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Trumans Water to the jazz 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Magazine,
Joensuu 1685,
Godley & Creme,
Guru Guru,
Skaos,
Stereo Dub,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scrapy,
Crooked Eye,
Delta 5,
Sonic Youth,
Hasil Adkins,
D'Angelo,
Simply Red,
The Fall,
Cybotron,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sugar Minott,
Graham Central Station,
Eden Ahbez,
China Crisis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Sheep,
Roger Hodgson,
These Immortal Souls,
Das Ding,
The New Christs,
PIL,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Funkadelic,
Donald Byrd,
Sparks,
The Barracudas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nico,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Pus,
Vainqueur,
Vladislav Delay,
Gong,
Michelle Simonal,
Soft Cell,
Khruangbin,
Sex Pistols,
Charles Mingus,
Delon & Dalcan,
Motorama,
Surgeon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Todd Rundgren,
Lou Reed,
Lungfish,
Crispy Ambulance,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Pretty Things,
The Sisters of Mercy,
ABBA,
The Pop Group,
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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.