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 Guyana and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Bang On A Can to the punk 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quadrant,
Scan 7,
Minutemen,
The Electric Prunes,
Sparks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ken Boothe,
Outsiders,
Dennis Brown,
This Heat,
Aswad,
Joy Division,
Hardrive,
cv313,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
H. Thieme,
Spandau Ballet,
Eric B and Rakim,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
David Axelrod,
Amon Düül II,
Lakeside,
The Human League,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
LL Cool J,
Lebanon Hanover,
X-102,
Mo-Dettes,
The Monochrome Set,
Archie Shepp,
London Community Gospel Choir,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Normal,
A Certain Ratio,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bang On A Can,
Essential Logic,
Albert Ayler,
The Move,
Monks,
Wire,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Star Department,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cybotron,
World's Most,
The Slackers,
Accadde A,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Banda Bassotti,
Big Daddy Kane,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.