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 Rwanda and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Bauhaus to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Swell Maps,
Rekid,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cymande,
Josef K,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Motions,
Moss Icon,
The Vogues,
Tropical Tobacco,
Agent Orange,
T.S.O.L.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hoover,
Electric Prunes,
Index,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Deakin,
The Fall,
Public Enemy,
The Remains,
Bizarre Inc.,
Severed Heads,
Smog,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Massinfluence,
The Last Poets,
X-101,
Skaos,
Cluster,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Skarface,
Chrome,
Pole,
Laurel Aitken,
Ohio Players,
The Happenings,
Maleditus Sound,
T. Rex,
Youth Brigade,
Jeff Lynne,
John Cale,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cybotron,
Lalann,
Thee Headcoats,
Junior Murvin,
Brothers Johnson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bush Tetras,
Albert Ayler,
Eve St. Jones,
Bob Dylan,
Nico,
The Busters,
Talk Talk,
Aaron Thompson,
Minny Pops,
Patti Smith,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.