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 Grenada and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Minnie Riperton to the punk 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Colin Newman,
UT,
Sun Ra,
Khruangbin,
Scratch Acid,
Q and Not U,
Malaria!,
Parry Music,
Matthew Bourne,
FM Einheit,
Technova,
The Alarm Clocks,
Susan Cadogan,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Zeros,
Warsaw,
Smog,
Man Parrish,
Niagra,
Eric B and Rakim,
MC5,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lakeside,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Buckinghams,
Arthur Verocai,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joe Finger,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Magazine,
The Divine Comedy,
Sällskapet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soft Machine,
Sound Behaviour,
China Crisis,
Rod Modell,
Dorothy Ashby,
James White and The Blacks,
The Grass Roots,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gil Scott Heron,
Agitation Free,
EPMD,
The Moleskins,
Mo-Dettes,
Alphaville,
Alison Limerick,
The Trojans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Stetsasonic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Sonics,
David McCallum,
Ponytail,
Iggy Pop,
Matthew Halsall,
Moby Grape,
Bill Wells,
ABC,
John Cale,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.