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 Brunei and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Buckinghams to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
cv313,
The Offenders,
CMW,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Last Poets,
Eric Copeland,
Jeff Mills,
Pere Ubu,
The Black Dice,
Patti Smith,
Bluetip,
Basic Channel,
Robert Görl,
Crash Course in Science,
Scott Walker,
Mad Mike,
Bronski Beat,
The Litter,
Davy DMX,
the Bar-Kays,
Average White Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Q and Not U,
Gang Green,
Warsaw,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joyce Sims,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kerri Chandler,
Amazonics,
Funky Four + One,
Mandrill,
Procol Harum,
Robert Hood,
Freddie Wadling,
Mars,
Technova,
Underground Resistance,
the Sonics,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gabor Szabo,
Ludus,
The Gap Band,
Arcadia,
Sonny Sharrock,
Interpol,
Maleditus Sound,
Quantec,
Banda Bassotti,
World's Most,
a-ha,
Newcleus,
Roxette,
Barrington Levy,
Panda Bear,
Delta 5,
Barbara Tucker,
The Monochrome Set,
Kurtis Blow,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.