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 Bolivia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the guitar 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 Connie Case to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
kango's stein massive,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gladiators,
Nirvana,
the Sonics,
Chrome,
The Happenings,
Brass Construction,
Black Moon,
Swell Maps,
The Cramps,
Surgeon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Remains,
Big Daddy Kane,
Supertramp,
Aloha Tigers,
Barrington Levy,
Amon Düül,
Franke,
U.S. Maple,
Joensuu 1685,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Panda Bear,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funkadelic,
Bang On A Can,
Nico,
The Moleskins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Severed Heads,
Sixth Finger,
Moebius,
Second Layer,
The Toasters,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Cecil Taylor,
The Offenders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crime,
Neil Young,
The Last Poets,
James White and The Blacks,
The Alarm Clocks,
cv313,
Interpol,
Patti Smith,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Royal Trux,
Sister Nancy,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camberwell Now,
DNA,
Intrusion,
Lower 48,
Depeche Mode,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.