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 Lesotho and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Toasters to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Men They Couldn't Hang record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Hashim,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Khruangbin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Toni Rubio,
Radiopuhelimet,
Icehouse,
Joe Smooth,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Seeds,
Iggy Pop,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Blackbyrds,
Brass Construction,
Gang Green,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Buzzcocks,
The Golliwogs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Todd Terry,
Nick Fraelich,
Stiv Bators,
OOIOO,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Minny Pops,
Franke,
Desert Stars,
Surgeon,
Pole,
Spandau Ballet,
Underground Resistance,
The Human League,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Hot Snakes,
The Young Rascals,
Goldenarms,
Drexciya,
Sister Nancy,
the Association,
Reuben Wilson,
New York Dolls,
The Moody Blues,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Bananas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Birthday Party,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lyres,
The Wake,
the Sonics,
Zero Boys,
The Mojo Men,
The Grass Roots,
Flash Fearless,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.