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 Peru and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Dave Clark Five to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Nico,
Rufus Thomas,
Morten Harket,
Drexciya,
The Velvet Underground,
The Smoke,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Echospace,
Connie Case,
Minny Pops,
The Leaves,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bauhaus,
Derrick Morgan,
Siglo XX,
Matthew Halsall,
Minor Threat,
10cc,
F. McDonald,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Danielle Patucci,
Magma,
Main Source,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Motions,
The Durutti Column,
Jawbox,
Erykah Badu,
Kerri Chandler,
Kurtis Blow,
Joensuu 1685,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jeff Lynne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Monochrome Set,
Derrick May,
Barrington Levy,
June of 44,
kango's stein massive,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Smog,
Bad Manners,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stereo Dub,
Jerry's Kids,
The Index,
The Misunderstood,
Can,
Todd Rundgren,
The Skatalites,
Intrusion,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Josef K,
The Pretty Things,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.