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 Mozambique and from New York.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Rotary Connection to the disco 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kas Product,
LL Cool J,
Urselle,
Sun City Girls,
Erykah Badu,
China Crisis,
Vainqueur,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Count Five,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terry Callier,
The Barracudas,
The Last Poets,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Moebius,
the Germs,
Yaz,
Reagan Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
The Residents,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Juan Atkins,
Rites of Spring,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultravox,
Steve Hackett,
The Kinks,
Model 500,
H. Thieme,
Bad Manners,
Barry Ungar,
The Blackbyrds,
Massinfluence,
Joe Finger,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Byrd,
David Axelrod,
Blossom Toes,
Isaac Hayes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Sherman,
Camberwell Now,
Groovy Waters,
The Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rapeman,
Gang of Four,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Misunderstood,
the Soft Cell,
R.M.O.,
Wolf Eyes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Modern Lovers,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.