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 Equatorial Guinea and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Index to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Moebius,
Hasil Adkins,
Skriet,
Scratch Acid,
Dorothy Ashby,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Lydon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sarah Menescal,
Piero Umiliani,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jeff Mills,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ohio Players,
Ten City,
Half Japanese,
The American Breed,
Robert Hood,
Alton Ellis,
Simply Red,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Harmonia,
Niagra,
Young Marble Giants,
Circle Jerks,
The Young Rascals,
ABC,
Soulsonic Force,
The Angels of Light,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ornette Coleman,
kango's stein massive,
The Grass Roots,
MDC,
T. Rex,
The Names,
One Last Wish,
Marshall Jefferson,
Arthur Verocai,
Eric Dolphy,
The Slackers,
China Crisis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Skaos,
Parry Music,
The Invisible,
X-101,
Kas Product,
Howard Jones,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Symarip,
The Blues Magoos,
Lower 48,
Susan Cadogan,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.