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 Lithuania and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 American Breed to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Aural Exciters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Foxx,
The Black Dice,
Nils Olav,
Graham Central Station,
Anakelly,
U.S. Maple,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Robert Hood,
Morten Harket,
DJ Sneak,
Fatback Band,
Rakim,
Kaleidoscope,
Soft Cell,
Bobby Womack,
John Holt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Deepchord,
Sight & Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The J.B.'s,
Country Teasers,
Sixth Finger,
Metal Thangz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Misunderstood,
Derrick Morgan,
Carl Craig,
The Invisible,
The Dead C,
The Walker Brothers,
Sound Behaviour,
Ponytail,
Maleditus Sound,
DJ Style,
Blossom Toes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soul II Soul,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Byrd,
Bob Dylan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aaron Thompson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cal Tjader,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sandy B,
The Fortunes,
Interpol,
Massinfluence,
Soulsonic Force,
The Star Department,
Minnie Riperton,
Junior Murvin,
Symarip,
Iggy Pop,
The Fuzztones,
Glenn Branca,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.