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 China and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Robert Görl to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Scrapy,
The Five Americans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marc Almond,
Tears for Fears,
Terry Callier,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Raincoats,
Minutemen,
The Martian,
Basic Channel,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Average White Band,
E-Dancer,
10cc,
Clear Light,
Soul Sonic Force,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Birthday Party,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kayak,
Wally Richardson,
Gang Green,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Moon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ossler,
Half Japanese,
Camberwell Now,
Kurtis Blow,
Rekid,
Iggy Pop,
Erasure,
Gichy Dan,
Angry Samoans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Public Enemy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nas,
Livin' Joy,
Quantec,
the Fania All-Stars,
R.M.O.,
Scratch Acid,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Quadrant,
The Gladiators,
Max Romeo,
UT,
Little Man,
Stiv Bators,
Stereo Dub,
Parry Music,
Sister Nancy,
Royal Trux,
Banda Bassotti,
Von Mondo,
Judy Mowatt,
Magma,
Blancmange,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.