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 United States and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 CMW to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Drexciya,
The Cramps,
Section 25,
Second Layer,
Aloha Tigers,
Minor Threat,
The Standells,
8 Eyed Spy,
D'Angelo,
Robert Görl,
The American Breed,
Electric Prunes,
Rapeman,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Dirtbombs,
Quantec,
The Electric Prunes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mr. Review,
Stockholm Monsters,
Thompson Twins,
The J.B.'s,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sam Rivers,
Danielle Patucci,
Rod Modell,
Bobby Sherman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Franke,
Josef K,
R.M.O.,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Knickerbockers,
Sight & Sound,
The Fortunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Brass Construction,
Matthew Halsall,
Fear,
Mary Jane Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tom Boy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gong,
Henry Cow,
The Associates,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Babytalk,
Gang of Four,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Idris Muhammad,
Lower 48,
Marine Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Clear Light,
David Axelrod,
Lakeside,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.