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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Mary Jane Girls to the disco 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
The Beau Brummels,
Scan 7,
The Misunderstood,
Eric Copeland,
cv313,
Thee Headcoats,
Magma,
Qualms,
Lou Reed,
Suburban Knight,
Pantytec,
Spoonie Gee,
Sound Behaviour,
Godley & Creme,
Robert Görl,
Delta 5,
Shuggie Otis,
Mandrill,
Gang Green,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Wally Richardson,
Flipper,
Niagra,
Bobby Womack,
Sonic Youth,
Q and Not U,
Barry Ungar,
The Stooges,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Starr,
Anakelly,
The Real Kids,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Residents,
Talk Talk,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fort Wilson Riot,
H. Thieme,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultravox,
John Holt,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blake Baxter,
The Standells,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Human League,
Cecil Taylor,
Parry Music,
kango's stein massive,
Carl Craig,
The Offenders,
The Skatalites,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cluster,
Porter Ricks,
F. McDonald,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Avey Tare,
Zero Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.