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 Sudan and from Tehran.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar 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 Procol Harum to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Bizarre Inc.,
Altered Images,
the Human League,
Barclay James Harvest,
Darondo,
Delta 5,
Shoche,
Chris Corsano,
Vainqueur,
Erykah Badu,
Toni Rubio,
L. Decosne,
Talk Talk,
The Barracudas,
Echospace,
the Sonics,
Public Enemy,
Henry Cow,
The Associates,
The United States of America,
Liliput,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Intrusion,
Scientists,
Bauhaus,
a-ha,
F. McDonald,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
kango's stein massive,
Spandau Ballet,
Au Pairs,
Negative Approach,
These Immortal Souls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Radio Birdman,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fortunes,
Sonic Youth,
KRS-One,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Severed Heads,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Cure,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rites of Spring,
Sugar Minott,
Scrapy,
Minor Threat,
Aural Exciters,
Terry Callier,
10cc,
Barbara Tucker,
Camouflage,
Bush Tetras,
Bobby Womack,
Masters at Work,
In Retrospect,
Ultravox,
Khruangbin,
Grey Daturas,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.