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 Bahrain and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare 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 Bizarre Inc. to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Ponytail,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Reed,
Negative Approach,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Grass Roots,
The Remains,
Ossler,
Swans,
Flamin' Groovies,
AZ,
The Neon Judgement,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ice-T,
PIL,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Danielle Patucci,
Cybotron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Massinfluence,
Bobby Byrd,
Monks,
ABC,
EPMD,
Fatback Band,
Pulsallama,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Idris Muhammad,
T.S.O.L.,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Blancmange,
Wally Richardson,
Arab on Radar,
Todd Terry,
Mary Jane Girls,
Maurizio,
Lindisfarne,
Slave,
Anthony Braxton,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eric Copeland,
The Dead C,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rufus Thomas,
Soul II Soul,
kango's stein massive,
Theoretical Girls,
Quando Quango,
Andrew Hill,
Jandek,
Gerry Rafferty,
Henry Cow,
Bad Manners,
Camberwell Now,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.