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 Suriname and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Busters to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Roy Ayers,
Scientists,
Crime,
Warren Ellis,
Maleditus Sound,
Aloha Tigers,
Icehouse,
Henry Cow,
Robert Wyatt,
Angry Samoans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cosmic Jokers,
F. McDonald,
Visage,
Dennis Brown,
Jandek,
Malaria!,
The Evens,
The Zeros,
Electric Prunes,
Little Man,
Smog,
Organ,
E-Dancer,
The Last Poets,
Lindisfarne,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Graham Central Station,
Susan Cadogan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Amon Düül,
Todd Rundgren,
Lalo Schifrin,
cv313,
Suburban Knight,
Technova,
Ludus,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Standells,
The American Breed,
Supertramp,
Alphaville,
Section 25,
Kaleidoscope,
the Soft Cell,
Idris Muhammad,
Robert Görl,
Byron Stingily,
Nirvana,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Sheep,
Throbbing Gristle,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
kango's stein massive,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Pus,
EPMD,
Tommy Roe,
The Monochrome Set,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.