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 Nepal and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Panda Bear to the dance 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Groovy Waters,
New Age Steppers,
Surgeon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Harry Pussy,
Flipper,
Agent Orange,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wasted Youth,
Bobby Sherman,
Half Japanese,
June Days,
The Invisible,
These Immortal Souls,
The Electric Prunes,
Wings,
Monolake,
Mandrill,
The Gap Band,
Q65,
Banda Bassotti,
The Neon Judgement,
Max Romeo,
The Kinks,
Procol Harum,
The Modern Lovers,
Eve St. Jones,
Pantytec,
Dawn Penn,
The Cowsills,
This Heat,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ultravox,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Adolescents,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Moon,
Judy Mowatt,
Scott Walker,
Underground Resistance,
Jacques Brel,
Maleditus Sound,
Desert Stars,
Cameo,
DJ Sneak,
Television Personalities,
Barclay James Harvest,
Y Pants,
Minny Pops,
JFA,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Detroit Cobras,
Thee Headcoats,
Sam Rivers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Albert Ayler,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.