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 Nicaragua and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Doors to the dance 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
David Bowie,
Graham Central Station,
MDC,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Harry Pussy,
Hot Snakes,
Althea and Donna,
Fad Gadget,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gichy Dan,
a-ha,
Icehouse,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Moon,
Swell Maps,
Donny Hathaway,
Erasure,
Connie Case,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faraquet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ronnie Foster,
Kas Product,
Mark Hollis,
Jeff Lynne,
The Real Kids,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stiv Bators,
Quando Quango,
kango's stein massive,
F. McDonald,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nas,
Los Fastidios,
Infiniti,
The Associates,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Oneida,
Von Mondo,
Lakeside,
Janne Schatter,
The Remains,
The Smiths,
Todd Rundgren,
Reuben Wilson,
AZ,
Camberwell Now,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Modern Lovers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ponytail,
Tubeway Army,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.