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 Eritrea and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron 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 Scan 7 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wolf Eyes,
the Fania All-Stars,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Royal Trux,
Scott Walker,
Y Pants,
The Golliwogs,
Lungfish,
Con Funk Shun,
Newcleus,
Amon Düül,
Soulsonic Force,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chris & Cosey,
Country Teasers,
Bill Wells,
Eve St. Jones,
Thompson Twins,
Soft Machine,
Electric Prunes,
Yusef Lateef,
Dennis Brown,
The Toasters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eddi Front,
Gabor Szabo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crooked Eye,
Erykah Badu,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Monolake,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bang On A Can,
The Victims,
Marmalade,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Invisible,
John Lydon,
Moss Icon,
Von Mondo,
Carl Craig,
X-102,
Ronan,
Sun City Girls,
Magma,
Kool Moe Dee,
Throbbing Gristle,
A Certain Ratio,
Delta 5,
The New Christs,
X-Ray Spex,
Marc Almond,
Accadde A,
Minnie Riperton,
Idris Muhammad,
The Blues Magoos,
Interpol,
The Birthday Party,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.