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 Guinea-Bissau and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The J.B.'s to the crunk 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Kurtis Blow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David McCallum,
The Slackers,
Byron Stingily,
Flamin' Groovies,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Robert Hood,
Fela Kuti,
Delta 5,
Harry Pussy,
Tim Buckley,
The Divine Comedy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ice-T,
The Music Machine,
Joey Negro,
Spoonie Gee,
Quadrant,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Swell Maps,
Deadbeat,
Flipper,
Cymande,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Sonics,
Sällskapet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Dead C,
Bootsy Collins,
Jandek,
Livin' Joy,
The Velvet Underground,
New York Dolls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Amazonics,
Babytalk,
The Techniques,
Ituana,
Blake Baxter,
The Fall,
Echospace,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Sheep,
The New Christs,
PIL,
Goldenarms,
The Saints,
Fugazi,
Dave Gahan,
Sarah Menescal,
Unwound,
Yusef Lateef,
Amon Düül,
Soulsonic Force,
MDC,
The Skatalites,
Qualms,
June Days,
Saccharine Trust,
Jeff Lynne,
X-102,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.