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 Italy and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Godley & Creme to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Black Flag,
Sonny Sharrock,
Banda Bassotti,
Stetsasonic,
Kerri Chandler,
Schoolly D,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Pretty Things,
The Invisible,
Interpol,
Amon Düül,
Nick Fraelich,
Archie Shepp,
10cc,
X-101,
Deadbeat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aural Exciters,
Cybotron,
Ultravox,
Michelle Simonal,
Severed Heads,
Swell Maps,
the Association,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eddi Front,
Wolf Eyes,
U.S. Maple,
The Skatalites,
Avey Tare,
Connie Case,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fear,
The Raincoats,
David McCallum,
Gang of Four,
Wings,
This Heat,
The Fall,
Negative Approach,
a-ha,
Sällskapet,
F. McDonald,
Godley & Creme,
The Slits,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Spandau Ballet,
The Monochrome Set,
Metal Thangz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fugazi,
Rakim,
Tears for Fears,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lungfish,
Graham Central Station,
Monolake,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.