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 Fiji and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Toni Rubio to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Sherman,
The Misunderstood,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Delta 5,
Young Marble Giants,
Bob Dylan,
This Heat,
The Invisible,
Alphaville,
Tres Demented,
Joyce Sims,
Danielle Patucci,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Little Man,
Underground Resistance,
X-101,
Cheater Slicks,
Alton Ellis,
Essential Logic,
Brand Nubian,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Symarip,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Anakelly,
The Birthday Party,
David McCallum,
David Axelrod,
Vladislav Delay,
Funky Four + One,
The Dave Clark Five,
Television Personalities,
The Gap Band,
Angry Samoans,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Franke,
The Searchers,
Joensuu 1685,
Hoover,
Neil Young,
Nation of Ulysses,
Howard Jones,
Boz Scaggs,
The Five Americans,
Piero Umiliani,
The Star Department,
Magma,
L. Decosne,
Colin Newman,
June Days,
Bobby Hutcherson,
MC5,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Vogues,
Mandrill,
Heaven 17,
Fear,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.