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 Iceland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Sao Paulo.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare 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 Section 25 to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Deepchord,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Buzzcocks,
Urselle,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Con Funk Shun,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gladiators,
Graham Central Station,
Duran Duran,
This Heat,
Eurythmics,
Thompson Twins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Essential Logic,
Rotary Connection,
The Searchers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Angry Samoans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Electric Prunes,
Dave Gahan,
The Vogues,
Joy Division,
Swell Maps,
Average White Band,
Little Man,
Moebius,
Dawn Penn,
The Invisible,
Audionom,
Guru Guru,
MC5,
Von Mondo,
Leonard Cohen,
Stetsasonic,
kango's stein massive,
Colin Newman,
The Modern Lovers,
the Human League,
Mandrill,
Wally Richardson,
Kayak,
James White and The Blacks,
The Saints,
Toni Rubio,
Drexciya,
Scan 7,
Ultravox,
John Holt,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Oblivians,
The Walker Brothers,
David Axelrod,
Brass Construction,
Slick Rick,
Deakin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.