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 Bulgaria and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Cowsills to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Jesper Dahlback,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bizarre Inc.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Parry Music,
Sixth Finger,
Arcadia,
Rotary Connection,
Rekid,
The Slackers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ultra Naté,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Laurel Aitken,
The Mummies,
Camouflage,
Eric Dolphy,
Chrome,
Magma,
Bobby Sherman,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bauhaus,
Fela Kuti,
Icehouse,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rod Modell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sam Rivers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bob Dylan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ituana,
Panda Bear,
Camberwell Now,
The Selecter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marc Almond,
Sandy B,
Siglo XX,
The Blackbyrds,
KRS-One,
The Misunderstood,
Aural Exciters,
Graham Central Station,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Deepchord,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Max Romeo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Danielle Patucci,
Toni Rubio,
Ornette Coleman,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang of Four,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.