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 Tuvalu and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Quadrant to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Sonic Youth,
Reagan Youth,
Wolf Eyes,
China Crisis,
The Seeds,
Television Personalities,
Absolute Body Control,
Scrapy,
Jeff Lynne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ice-T,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
F. McDonald,
Jawbox,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pierre Henry,
Radio Birdman,
The Fugs,
Mandrill,
Neil Young,
The Birthday Party,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bang On A Can,
Mantronix,
Amazonics,
Jeru the Damaja,
Moby Grape,
the Normal,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Qualms,
Cal Tjader,
David McCallum,
Black Bananas,
Symarip,
Lalo Schifrin,
Funkadelic,
X-101,
Graham Central Station,
Wasted Youth,
Brick,
The Count Five,
This Heat,
48th St. Collective,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roy Ayers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cymande,
The Move,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Adolescents,
David Bowie,
Skaos,
The Young Rascals,
Sarah Menescal,
Susan Cadogan,
Dual Sessions,
Q and Not U,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.