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 Togo and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bob Dylan to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young 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 grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wire,
Grauzone,
Average White Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Moss Icon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nico,
X-102,
Rufus Thomas,
Organ,
Henry Cow,
Albert Ayler,
Liliput,
Sugar Minott,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Reagan Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lalann,
Jacques Brel,
Bang On A Can,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
June Days,
Siglo XX,
Altered Images,
T.S.O.L.,
Suicide,
Yusef Lateef,
The J.B.'s,
Groovy Waters,
Das Ding,
UT,
Alison Limerick,
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Maurizio,
Reuben Wilson,
Kayak,
The Electric Prunes,
Sex Pistols,
Minnie Riperton,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronnie Foster,
Hashim,
8 Eyed Spy,
Barry Ungar,
Marc Almond,
Infiniti,
Urselle,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Offenders,
John Coltrane,
The Fortunes,
Public Enemy,
Lyres,
Simply Red,
New York Dolls,
Gichy Dan,
Alice Coltrane,
Toni Rubio,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.