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 United Kingdom and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Vainqueur to the disco 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
The Evens,
JFA,
Zapp,
Todd Rundgren,
Vladislav Delay,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Black Dice,
Basic Channel,
Scientists,
Oneida,
The Slackers,
MC5,
KRS-One,
Don Cherry,
Sparks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Standells,
New York Dolls,
Monolake,
Skriet,
Chris & Cosey,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
June Days,
Deakin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Seeds,
CMW,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lindisfarne,
Kaleidoscope,
Roy Ayers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wasted Youth,
Sarah Menescal,
The Blues Magoos,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Hasil Adkins,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
10cc,
Darondo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Johnny Osbourne,
The Mummies,
Popol Vuh,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Arcadia,
PIL,
Al Stewart,
Lalann,
Sam Rivers,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.