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 Afghanistan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Das Ding to the rock 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb 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 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Essential Logic,
Black Pus,
Colin Newman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Moleskins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The American Breed,
Kool Moe Dee,
Loose Ends,
Aaron Thompson,
Maleditus Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Amon Düül II,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Toasters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Suicide,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Severed Heads,
Marmalade,
Sight & Sound,
Harry Pussy,
cv313,
Vainqueur,
Pet Shop Boys,
Monolake,
Shoche,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Reed,
Arthur Verocai,
Outsiders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Blancmange,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
DNA,
Nik Kershaw,
This Heat,
Sarah Menescal,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Porter Ricks,
Sonic Youth,
Brass Construction,
JFA,
Robert Görl,
Maurizio,
Bob Dylan,
B.T. Express,
Fela Kuti,
Pussy Galore,
Quantec,
Animal Collective,
Deakin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Newcleus,
The Saints,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.