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 Tuvalu and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bobby Sherman to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Monochrome Set,
Deakin,
Agent Orange,
Scott Walker,
Mandrill,
Reuben Wilson,
The Litter,
Loose Ends,
Supertramp,
The Fuzztones,
Essential Logic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crooked Eye,
DNA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Interpol,
Theoretical Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Bananas,
Eddi Front,
FM Einheit,
Duran Duran,
The Cure,
Ronan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gang Green,
The Grass Roots,
Laurel Aitken,
Aswad,
Fear,
The Electric Prunes,
Terry Callier,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lower 48,
Blossom Toes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Au Pairs,
UT,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Move,
H. Thieme,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Y Pants,
The Moody Blues,
Sarah Menescal,
Brothers Johnson,
These Immortal Souls,
Quantec,
Arab on Radar,
E-Dancer,
Das Ding,
Camouflage,
Suicide,
Circle Jerks,
Sound Behaviour,
the Normal,
Crispian St. Peters,
MDC,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.