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 China and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Fugazi 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Niagra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Hashim,
Severed Heads,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Grey Daturas,
Swell Maps,
D'Angelo,
Pet Shop Boys,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jeff Lynne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Hardrive,
Bill Near,
The Electric Prunes,
Bobby Sherman,
Cluster,
Zero Boys,
Shoche,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Human League,
Stereo Dub,
Warren Ellis,
Q and Not U,
Donny Hathaway,
Popol Vuh,
Inner City,
The Birthday Party,
Andrew Hill,
CMW,
Wolf Eyes,
Scott Walker,
Mo-Dettes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Black Flag,
Qualms,
Fela Kuti,
Thee Headcoats,
Eric Dolphy,
Robert Wyatt,
OOIOO,
The Buckinghams,
Grauzone,
Reagan Youth,
Spoonie Gee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
This Heat,
Toni Rubio,
The Invisible,
Theoretical Girls,
Soft Machine,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Todd Rundgren,
Agent Orange,
Barbara Tucker,
Black Moon,
Avey Tare,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.