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 Cuba and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 güiro 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Lalann,
Bootsy Collins,
Soul Sonic Force,
MC5,
Erykah Badu,
Supertramp,
Rod Modell,
X-101,
The Kinks,
Visage,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tropical Tobacco,
Neil Young,
Motorama,
The Pop Group,
Mandrill,
Audionom,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Selecter,
Scion,
L. Decosne,
Swans,
The Standells,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Avey Tare,
Agent Orange,
Ultra Naté,
Joe Smooth,
John Lydon,
Donald Byrd,
the Sonics,
Cluster,
Eve St. Jones,
Cecil Taylor,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Beau Brummels,
Dark Day,
Kas Product,
The Gories,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
New Order,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Albert Ayler,
AZ,
The Raincoats,
Maurizio,
Glenn Branca,
One Last Wish,
Lower 48,
The Index,
Aural Exciters,
The Skatalites,
Heaven 17,
Godley & Creme,
Black Pus,
Graham Central Station,
FM Einheit,
The Smiths,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.