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 Nauru and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Bologna and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin 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 Erasure to the grime 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
June of 44,
The Techniques,
The Kinks,
H. Thieme,
Andrew Hill,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young,
Black Bananas,
Make Up,
Fugazi,
Bobby Byrd,
Yaz,
The Moleskins,
Peter & Gordon,
Motorama,
Sex Pistols,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Smog,
Soft Cell,
Yazoo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fad Gadget,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ronan,
Drexciya,
Depeche Mode,
Hardrive,
8 Eyed Spy,
a-ha,
Technova,
the Association,
Iggy Pop,
Minutemen,
the Slits,
Guru Guru,
The Birthday Party,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Blancmange,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lucky Dragons,
The Motions,
L. Decosne,
Newcleus,
Silicon Teens,
Gang of Four,
The United States of America,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Qualms,
The Toasters,
Robert Wyatt,
Zapp,
Chris Corsano,
Carl Craig,
Babytalk,
The Happenings,
48th St. Collective,
Jerry's Kids,
Camberwell Now,
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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.