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 Finland and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 MC5 to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Icehouse,
Subhumans,
Brass Construction,
Porter Ricks,
Ludus,
Isaac Hayes,
Inner City,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sandy B,
Rod Modell,
Graham Central Station,
Japan,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Aswad,
the Bar-Kays,
Desert Stars,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül II,
Archie Shepp,
The Names,
Sixth Finger,
Nick Fraelich,
Maleditus Sound,
Scrapy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Sonics,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Index,
Unrelated Segments,
Altered Images,
Howard Jones,
Cheater Slicks,
the Association,
Barrington Levy,
Lucky Dragons,
The J.B.'s,
Gabor Szabo,
Gang Green,
Grauzone,
Crash Course in Science,
Joe Finger,
Sällskapet,
Groovy Waters,
Steve Hackett,
Fluxion,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Sonics,
KRS-One,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Blues Magoos,
The Move,
The Five Americans,
Accadde A,
Mad Mike,
Radio Birdman,
Swans,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.