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 Nicaragua and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sun Ra to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Alison Limerick,
A Certain Ratio,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Foxx,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bootsy Collins,
kango's stein massive,
The Gladiators,
Eli Mardock,
the Sonics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Delta 5,
Circle Jerks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sun City Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brass Construction,
Soft Cell,
Robert Wyatt,
The Evens,
Scientists,
LL Cool J,
Derrick May,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aural Exciters,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Red Krayola,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Sound,
Fat Boys,
Tommy Roe,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Cale,
Leonard Cohen,
The Walker Brothers,
The Gap Band,
Gang Green,
Eric B and Rakim,
Laurel Aitken,
the Human League,
Bill Wells,
Warsaw,
Soul II Soul,
Skaos,
Patti Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Thompson Twins,
UT,
The New Christs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jandek,
The Alarm Clocks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Boredoms,
The Flesh Eaters,
Thee Headcoats,
Man Eating Sloth,
Icehouse,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.