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 Micronesia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare 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 Public Image Ltd. to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Ronnie Foster,
Lou Christie,
Anthony Braxton,
Saccharine Trust,
The Star Department,
Sällskapet,
Clear Light,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blossom Toes,
Marine Girls,
The United States of America,
Graham Central Station,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aswad,
Henry Cow,
Ultra Naté,
Sight & Sound,
Flamin' Groovies,
Robert Görl,
The Names,
ABC,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jeff Lynne,
Fear,
Spoonie Gee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Qualms,
Y Pants,
Porter Ricks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pantytec,
Brass Construction,
Sun City Girls,
Joe Finger,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hardrive,
EPMD,
Scan 7,
Scott Walker,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Q65,
The Busters,
Nick Fraelich,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Association,
La Düsseldorf,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cameo,
Tommy Roe,
Faust,
the Swans,
Mantronix,
Malaria!,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Young Rascals,
Visage,
Anakelly,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.