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 Saudi Arabia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Minny Pops to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Victims,
CMW,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joe Smooth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camberwell Now,
Harry Pussy,
Mark Hollis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sarah Menescal,
The Angels of Light,
Spandau Ballet,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dead Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Interpol,
Mars,
Index,
Tommy Roe,
Electric Prunes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Spoonie Gee,
R.M.O.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joey Negro,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cheater Slicks,
Shoche,
Erykah Badu,
Slave,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marvin Gaye,
New Order,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
Skriet,
Minny Pops,
The New Christs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Index,
Wire,
The Move,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang Gang Dance,
Swans,
The Cowsills,
Panda Bear,
the Germs,
Sight & Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amon Düül II,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.