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 Russia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Slits to the funk 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
Bauhaus,
Connie Case,
Kas Product,
Sight & Sound,
The Move,
The Gladiators,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Standells,
Grandmaster Flash,
Can,
Surgeon,
LL Cool J,
In Retrospect,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Youth Brigade,
Derrick May,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Skatalites,
Sällskapet,
Bad Manners,
Goldenarms,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wally Richardson,
Mantronix,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Anakelly,
Bluetip,
Joensuu 1685,
The Electric Prunes,
The Wake,
Lucky Dragons,
Spandau Ballet,
Rekid,
Zapp,
Scratch Acid,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tommy Roe,
Erykah Badu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Crooked Eye,
Kevin Saunderson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Aaron Thompson,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobby Byrd,
Don Cherry,
Al Stewart,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alton Ellis,
The Fall,
Michelle Simonal,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bill Near,
Whodini,
Scientists,
R.M.O.,
Organ,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Neil Young,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.