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 Mauritania 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Beijing.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Quadrant,
Jeff Mills,
Minnie Riperton,
Bad Manners,
World's Most,
Jacob Miller,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Throbbing Gristle,
James White and The Blacks,
Cluster,
Scott Walker,
Wings,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Man Parrish,
Quando Quango,
The Beau Brummels,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Blancmange,
Television,
Morten Harket,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soul II Soul,
Reagan Youth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The American Breed,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Swans,
Patti Smith,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Skriet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Associates,
Interpol,
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Reed,
Sugar Minott,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Youth Brigade,
Wolf Eyes,
The Sonics,
Technova,
The Selecter,
Yellowson,
Inner City,
FM Einheit,
Porter Ricks,
Kerri Chandler,
Echospace,
Intrusion,
Marmalade,
the Slits,
Warren Ellis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Angry Samoans,
Charles Mingus,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.