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 East Timor and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Manila and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb 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 Das Ding to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 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 Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
PIL,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
CMW,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Associates,
Television Personalities,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kerri Chandler,
Bauhaus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alton Ellis,
Wire,
The Offenders,
Max Romeo,
L. Decosne,
Schoolly D,
Sister Nancy,
The Durutti Column,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Parry Music,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Arab on Radar,
Minutemen,
Echospace,
Monks,
Masters at Work,
Zero Boys,
Dennis Brown,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Danielle Patucci,
The Alarm Clocks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jeff Lynne,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Slackers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
AZ,
Crooked Eye,
Colin Newman,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pantaleimon,
Rufus Thomas,
Grauzone,
Whodini,
Neil Young,
The Index,
Spandau Ballet,
Barbara Tucker,
Patti Smith,
The Buckinghams,
T.S.O.L.,
Newcleus,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rotary Connection,
Babytalk,
Skriet,
Shuggie Otis,
Scott Walker,
The Move,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.