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 Greece and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 X-102 to the grime 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Connie Case,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
E-Dancer,
Neu!,
Freddie Wadling,
Lou Christie,
Saccharine Trust,
The Raincoats,
Alison Limerick,
Amon Düül II,
Joe Smooth,
The Sonics,
Schoolly D,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Siglo XX,
Infiniti,
OOIOO,
The Tremeloes,
Newcleus,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
CMW,
Moss Icon,
The Cowsills,
Mad Mike,
Derrick Morgan,
Brand Nubian,
The Invisible,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Count Five,
The Beau Brummels,
The Names,
The J.B.'s,
Marvin Gaye,
Funkadelic,
The Seeds,
Bill Near,
Tubeway Army,
MC5,
Brass Construction,
Funky Four + One,
Das Ding,
Rapeman,
Joe Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television Personalities,
The Shadows of Knight,
Michelle Simonal,
Rod Modell,
kango's stein massive,
The Knickerbockers,
Bad Manners,
Chrome,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jeff Mills,
Barclay James Harvest,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
LL Cool J,
Subhumans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.