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 Vietnam and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rod Modell to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
In Retrospect,
The Sound,
The New Christs,
T.S.O.L.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Circle Jerks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Toni Rubio,
Graham Central Station,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Infiniti,
Barrington Levy,
Kerri Chandler,
Negative Approach,
the Slits,
Carl Craig,
Byron Stingily,
Cybotron,
The Durutti Column,
One Last Wish,
Fad Gadget,
the Human League,
Alphaville,
Amon Düül II,
Sister Nancy,
Suburban Knight,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
EPMD,
Wally Richardson,
Aloha Tigers,
Malaria!,
Mad Mike,
Idris Muhammad,
The Wake,
Rufus Thomas,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Associates,
Guru Guru,
Soulsonic Force,
Severed Heads,
Sam Rivers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pantaleimon,
Althea and Donna,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Blues Magoos,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scott Walker,
Eden Ahbez,
Johnny Osbourne,
Janne Schatter,
Angry Samoans,
Ronan,
Gang Starr,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Anthony Braxton,
Masters at Work,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.