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 Tunisia and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 clarinet 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 Eric Dolphy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
Young Marble Giants,
Deepchord,
Television Personalities,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gun Club,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultra Naté,
Charles Mingus,
The Young Rascals,
Sun Ra,
the Normal,
Eden Ahbez,
Zapp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Y Pants,
Eric B and Rakim,
Hoover,
Vainqueur,
Pet Shop Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Josef K,
Essential Logic,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Deadbeat,
Kurtis Blow,
Livin' Joy,
Skriet,
Country Teasers,
Sound Behaviour,
Sixth Finger,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Iggy Pop,
The Moody Blues,
Von Mondo,
MC5,
The Mummies,
The Raincoats,
Fad Gadget,
the Sonics,
K-Klass,
Pagans,
Derrick Morgan,
Mandrill,
Boredoms,
Aaron Thompson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tom Boy,
Harry Pussy,
Silicon Teens,
Depeche Mode,
The Knickerbockers,
Scrapy,
Negative Approach,
Lungfish,
Arcadia,
Spandau Ballet,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.