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 the UAE and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the theremin 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 Crooked Eye to the grime 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Remains,
Erykah Badu,
The Doors,
Oblivians,
Bob Dylan,
Dave Gahan,
Vladislav Delay,
Ludus,
ABBA,
Deadbeat,
Lalo Schifrin,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jimmy McGriff,
Avey Tare,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Heaven 17,
Duran Duran,
Soft Cell,
Underground Resistance,
Grauzone,
Black Moon,
A Certain Ratio,
Grandmaster Flash,
Unrelated Segments,
Moby Grape,
Yellowson,
Au Pairs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Maleditus Sound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Shoche,
Technova,
Soul II Soul,
the Normal,
The Index,
DJ Sneak,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Glenn Branca,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Fire Engines,
Electric Prunes,
Sun City Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Massinfluence,
Barclay James Harvest,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scan 7,
The Standells,
Prince Buster,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Barry Ungar,
Graham Central Station,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Doobie Brothers,
Vainqueur,
In Retrospect,
Nils Olav,
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