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 Sudan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 AZ to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Albert Ayler,
Bush Tetras,
Sixth Finger,
Alice Coltrane,
Barbara Tucker,
Inner City,
Joyce Sims,
Kas Product,
Fatback Band,
The Buckinghams,
OOIOO,
Sarah Menescal,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ponytail,
The New Christs,
The Gladiators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lightning Bolt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Peter and Kerry,
Sparks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bauhaus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Doors,
Bob Dylan,
Saccharine Trust,
PIL,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Smiths,
The Black Dice,
Chris & Cosey,
The Electric Prunes,
Shoche,
Erykah Badu,
D'Angelo,
Wolf Eyes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Durutti Column,
Tres Demented,
Technova,
Pulsallama,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Minor Threat,
Lindisfarne,
The Toasters,
Maleditus Sound,
Todd Terry,
Yazoo,
Amon Düül,
Pantytec,
The Blackbyrds,
Theoretical Girls,
Fear,
Moby Grape,
Mo-Dettes,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.