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 Sri Lanka and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum 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 Hashim to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Marc Almond,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mission of Burma,
The Index,
Excepter,
Loose Ends,
Brass Construction,
Kas Product,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jeff Mills,
Radiohead,
Bad Manners,
Los Fastidios,
Derrick May,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Bar-Kays,
Jeff Lynne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jawbox,
Minor Threat,
Suicide,
Tears for Fears,
The Leaves,
Japan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soul II Soul,
The Count Five,
MDC,
China Crisis,
Stereo Dub,
The Dirtbombs,
Rosa Yemen,
Radio Birdman,
Ronnie Foster,
Skarface,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Pretty Things,
Neu!,
Au Pairs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Derrick Morgan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Idris Muhammad,
Magma,
Trumans Water,
Funky Four + One,
Dave Gahan,
Matthew Halsall,
Archie Shepp,
KRS-One,
Charles Mingus,
Sandy B,
Lucky Dragons,
Vladislav Delay,
Roxette,
OOIOO,
Al Stewart,
Tim Buckley,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rekid,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.