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 Mexico and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar 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 Black Dice to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Porter Ricks,
Junior Murvin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
David Bowie,
Alphaville,
Monolake,
Motorama,
K-Klass,
New Order,
Mad Mike,
The Last Poets,
David McCallum,
The Raincoats,
Roxette,
Hasil Adkins,
Idris Muhammad,
LL Cool J,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gichy Dan,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultra Naté,
The Mummies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
10cc,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
New York Dolls,
The Slits,
Alton Ellis,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scan 7,
Glambeats Corp.,
Main Source,
Faust,
Josef K,
Oblivians,
Smog,
Patti Smith,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fear,
Television,
John Cale,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Residents,
The Fire Engines,
Jacques Brel,
Moss Icon,
The Black Dice,
Easy Going,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flash Fearless,
Dead Boys,
Byron Stingily,
Ponytail,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Real Kids,
Pantytec,
Saccharine Trust,
Soul Sonic Force,
Girls At Our Best!,
CMW,
Grauzone,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.