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 Norway and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Toronto and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Nation of Ulysses to the grunge 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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Joe Finger,
Crispian St. Peters,
Massinfluence,
The Doors,
Wings,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Invisible,
June Days,
10cc,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minor Threat,
FM Einheit,
The Alarm Clocks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Connie Case,
Talk Talk,
L. Decosne,
Rotary Connection,
Vainqueur,
T. Rex,
Piero Umiliani,
Rod Modell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Aural Exciters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DJ Style,
The United States of America,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
E-Dancer,
Fatback Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lalann,
Stetsasonic,
Dennis Brown,
Sonny Sharrock,
Severed Heads,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Fania All-Stars,
Brothers Johnson,
The Evens,
Sugar Minott,
Leonard Cohen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Chris Corsano,
Minutemen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tres Demented,
Black Pus,
Black Sheep,
The Birthday Party,
The Toasters,
the Swans,
Scion,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Reed,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barry Ungar,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.