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 Madagascar and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jandek,
The Monks,
Saccharine Trust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Flag,
F. McDonald,
Mission of Burma,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Colin Newman,
Donald Byrd,
The Mojo Men,
Spoonie Gee,
Outsiders,
Magma,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tim Buckley,
Barclay James Harvest,
Radiohead,
Negative Approach,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang of Four,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Audionom,
Masters at Work,
Los Fastidios,
X-101,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tropical Tobacco,
Crime,
In Retrospect,
Johnny Clarke,
the Association,
Dead Boys,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cecil Taylor,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mantronix,
Barry Ungar,
Gil Scott Heron,
X-Ray Spex,
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hoover,
Easy Going,
The Pretty Things,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sound Behaviour,
Essential Logic,
Cluster,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Toni Rubio,
Von Mondo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Victims,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Birthday Party,
Zapp,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.