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 Comoros and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Japan to the electroclash 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 Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Bad Manners,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Christie,
Masters at Work,
The Birthday Party,
UT,
Minor Threat,
Yusef Lateef,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flash Fearless,
The Trojans,
Pylon,
Magazine,
The Leaves,
Newcleus,
Eli Mardock,
The Cure,
The Remains,
B.T. Express,
Sun Ra,
The Fuzztones,
The Kinks,
June Days,
The Black Dice,
Marmalade,
Underground Resistance,
Marvin Gaye,
The Residents,
Echospace,
The Neon Judgement,
Arcadia,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lyres,
Technova,
Nico,
Gang Green,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Blues Magoos,
Schoolly D,
Kaleidoscope,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cymande,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yellowson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
New Age Steppers,
Matthew Bourne,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lee Hazlewood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mission of Burma,
Ultravox,
Glenn Branca,
kango's stein massive,
Sound Behaviour,
Babytalk,
Massinfluence,
The Five Americans,
The Music Machine,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.