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 San Marino and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar 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 Gil Scott Heron to the funk 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amon Düül,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scratch Acid,
Robert Görl,
Brand Nubian,
The Blues Magoos,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Avey Tare,
K-Klass,
Maurizio,
Josef K,
Dave Gahan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
New Order,
The Names,
Monolake,
Alison Limerick,
Dual Sessions,
Rites of Spring,
Harmonia,
Tres Demented,
Aural Exciters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Make Up,
Flash Fearless,
Marshall Jefferson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fuzztones,
Nik Kershaw,
Deepchord,
Jandek,
the Fania All-Stars,
Public Enemy,
The Five Americans,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Smiths,
Bobby Byrd,
Quantec,
Todd Terry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scan 7,
Roger Hodgson,
Hasil Adkins,
Dead Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Los Fastidios,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Goldenarms,
The Stooges,
Marc Almond,
Whodini,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Peter and Kerry,
Skarface,
Tim Buckley,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.