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 Ireland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Suicide to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Normal,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mr. Review,
The Slits,
T. Rex,
Sound Behaviour,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fatback Band,
Brass Construction,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Dirtbombs,
Mandrill,
The Modern Lovers,
Gichy Dan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Chris Corsano,
Talk Talk,
Aaron Thompson,
Roger Hodgson,
Q and Not U,
Harry Pussy,
Nas,
Soft Machine,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Residents,
Fela Kuti,
Scientists,
Make Up,
Arcadia,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
F. McDonald,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Misunderstood,
Flamin' Groovies,
Terry Callier,
Monks,
Aloha Tigers,
Jandek,
Organ,
Jeff Lynne,
This Heat,
Idris Muhammad,
Trumans Water,
Magazine,
Alice Coltrane,
Connie Case,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Toasters,
DJ Sneak,
Spoonie Gee,
Con Funk Shun,
Sonic Youth,
Wasted Youth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Big Daddy Kane,
Charles Mingus,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.