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 Jordan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 World's Most to the punk 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Offenders,
Sugar Minott,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mantronix,
The Associates,
Eric Dolphy,
Cheater Slicks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Royal Trux,
Scrapy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television,
Erasure,
AZ,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Slave,
X-102,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Mojo Men,
PIL,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New York Dolls,
Alice Coltrane,
Agitation Free,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
48th St. Collective,
New Order,
Al Stewart,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Evens,
Organ,
Shoche,
Black Flag,
Porter Ricks,
Popol Vuh,
Public Enemy,
Groovy Waters,
Interpol,
Godley & Creme,
Vladislav Delay,
Heaven 17,
Roger Hodgson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alison Limerick,
Mars,
Cybotron,
Eric Copeland,
Reagan Youth,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rotary Connection,
The United States of America,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cal Tjader,
Marshall Jefferson,
Chrome,
In Retrospect,
Circle Jerks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.