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 Libya and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Evens 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Sound Behaviour,
The Divine Comedy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Trojans,
Magazine,
Motorama,
DJ Style,
Average White Band,
Iggy Pop,
Minny Pops,
The Leaves,
The Associates,
The Names,
Tom Boy,
UT,
Throbbing Gristle,
F. McDonald,
Gastr Del Sol,
X-Ray Spex,
Adolescents,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobby Sherman,
The Kinks,
Aswad,
Nirvana,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sugar Minott,
Rhythm & Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
This Heat,
Bill Wells,
Chrome,
Henry Cow,
Alison Limerick,
Gang Green,
John Cale,
Lou Christie,
Agitation Free,
Shuggie Otis,
Rosa Yemen,
Rod Modell,
Maurizio,
Arcadia,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Shoche,
Ralphi Rosario,
The American Breed,
The Doobie Brothers,
Masters at Work,
Warren Ellis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Make Up,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joyce Sims,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.