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 Thailand and from London.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Porter Ricks to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Anakelly,
Banda Bassotti,
Ponytail,
Rakim,
Terry Callier,
Gang of Four,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Prince Buster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marmalade,
Black Bananas,
The Trojans,
Model 500,
LL Cool J,
Eli Mardock,
The Vogues,
Half Japanese,
The Busters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Visage,
Gang Gang Dance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dennis Brown,
Tears for Fears,
Barry Ungar,
Khruangbin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Skriet,
Morten Harket,
The Moody Blues,
Rites of Spring,
Second Layer,
Chris Corsano,
Deepchord,
The Cowsills,
Hashim,
The Mojo Men,
Nick Fraelich,
The Knickerbockers,
The Seeds,
Roxy Music,
Fad Gadget,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Siglo XX,
Trumans Water,
Accadde A,
Kool Moe Dee,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cure,
Animal Collective,
Crooked Eye,
PIL,
Delta 5,
Brass Construction,
Porter Ricks,
Black Pus,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.