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 Sweden and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Lou Reed 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the funk 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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
John Lydon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Techniques,
The Blackbyrds,
Throbbing Gristle,
Josef K,
These Immortal Souls,
Hoover,
KRS-One,
Moebius,
Sarah Menescal,
Y Pants,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Davy DMX,
Morten Harket,
The Raincoats,
Au Pairs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sällskapet,
Fela Kuti,
David McCallum,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pet Shop Boys,
Blake Baxter,
Public Enemy,
Hardrive,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ossler,
Clear Light,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cluster,
Urselle,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Khruangbin,
Prince Buster,
Pantaleimon,
F. McDonald,
Marmalade,
Neil Young,
Minor Threat,
Liliput,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Parry Music,
The Fugs,
The Gories,
Skarface,
Agitation Free,
Anthony Braxton,
Derrick Morgan,
Eli Mardock,
Joensuu 1685,
Porter Ricks,
Soul II Soul,
Godley & Creme,
Soft Cell,
PIL,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.