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 Libya and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro 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 Scientists to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Ultra Naté,
Cybotron,
Danielle Patucci,
Crispy Ambulance,
Matthew Bourne,
Faraquet,
Skarface,
Niagra,
Minutemen,
Sonic Youth,
Black Flag,
the Bar-Kays,
Ornette Coleman,
Zero Boys,
The Leaves,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lungfish,
Ohio Players,
Maleditus Sound,
Bronski Beat,
Groovy Waters,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lakeside,
Organ,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Monolake,
Bobby Womack,
Goldenarms,
David McCallum,
Anthony Braxton,
Babytalk,
Television Personalities,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Clear Light,
The Electric Prunes,
Steve Hackett,
Shoche,
Massinfluence,
The Kinks,
Wasted Youth,
Idris Muhammad,
Fela Kuti,
Tubeway Army,
The Zeros,
Bush Tetras,
Joyce Sims,
Main Source,
Kurtis Blow,
Guru Guru,
The Smiths,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Aural Exciters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eric Dolphy,
Warsaw,
The Sonics,
Barrington Levy,
Ronan,
The Modern Lovers,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.