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 Belize and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ituana to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Letta Mbulu,
the Normal,
K-Klass,
Yazoo,
Television Personalities,
The Smiths,
Infiniti,
Barry Ungar,
The Raincoats,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Barracudas,
Brick,
Public Image Ltd.,
CMW,
Prince Buster,
Maurizio,
The Real Kids,
Fugazi,
Organ,
Kool Moe Dee,
Vladislav Delay,
the Slits,
Graham Central Station,
Outsiders,
Janne Schatter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tim Buckley,
The Kinks,
Minnie Riperton,
Yellowson,
OOIOO,
Jimmy McGriff,
Connie Case,
Hardrive,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gories,
The Moleskins,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Gap Band,
Quantec,
The J.B.'s,
Ralphi Rosario,
Half Japanese,
a-ha,
Byron Stingily,
Quadrant,
Bobby Womack,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mad Mike,
Morten Harket,
Andrew Hill,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Bananas,
New Order,
Pere Ubu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tommy Roe,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.