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 Slovakia and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Zero Boys to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Boredoms,
The Remains,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fluxion,
Drive Like Jehu,
Underground Resistance,
Public Image Ltd.,
Reuben Wilson,
Eurythmics,
the Swans,
Neil Young,
Deadbeat,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Walker Brothers,
Cecil Taylor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spoonie Gee,
Boogie Down Productions,
X-101,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Sonics,
Kas Product,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Youth Brigade,
Sexual Harrassment,
Janne Schatter,
L. Decosne,
Accadde A,
Brick,
AZ,
Bauhaus,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yellowson,
The Selecter,
Tim Buckley,
Roxy Music,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Big Daddy Kane,
Max Romeo,
Jacob Miller,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Tremeloes,
Altered Images,
Colin Newman,
The Fall,
Archie Shepp,
Todd Terry,
Scott Walker,
Tubeway Army,
Public Enemy,
Slick Rick,
The Moody Blues,
Joe Finger,
The Barracudas,
Gong,
OOIOO,
Goldenarms,
Babytalk,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.