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 France and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the punk 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Simply Red,
Mantronix,
Procol Harum,
Bobby Byrd,
Q and Not U,
Ronan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Remains,
Ituana,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sam Rivers,
Radiopuhelimet,
MC5,
B.T. Express,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yellowson,
Crash Course in Science,
Q65,
The Sonics,
Rekid,
K-Klass,
Cluster,
The Toasters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Crispian St. Peters,
Barrington Levy,
R.M.O.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fela Kuti,
kango's stein massive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott Heron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nick Fraelich,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hardrive,
Connie Case,
Mad Mike,
X-101,
Colin Newman,
Y Pants,
cv313,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Japan,
Brand Nubian,
The Red Krayola,
Patti Smith,
The Dirtbombs,
Pole,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Can,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Deepchord,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.