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 Kenya and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 F. McDonald to the funk 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Pylon,
Maurizio,
Fela Kuti,
Lindisfarne,
Joey Negro,
Crime,
Gong,
Sam Rivers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crash Course in Science,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ponytail,
kango's stein massive,
Fluxion,
Television Personalities,
Robert Hood,
UT,
Brick,
Archie Shepp,
The Electric Prunes,
Hot Snakes,
Anakelly,
Minnie Riperton,
Pharoah Sanders,
E-Dancer,
The Martian,
Joy Division,
Yaz,
Magma,
Negative Approach,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
cv313,
Aswad,
Infiniti,
Wasted Youth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sister Nancy,
Desert Stars,
Roxette,
Eric Dolphy,
Reuben Wilson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marmalade,
Darondo,
The Offenders,
Jeff Mills,
The Slits,
Scrapy,
Symarip,
The Black Dice,
Camberwell Now,
Barrington Levy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Interpol,
Goldenarms,
Amon Düül,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Walker Brothers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aural Exciters,
Laurel Aitken,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.