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 Colombia and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
MC5,
Oneida,
Terry Callier,
Gabor Szabo,
PIL,
Lou Christie,
X-Ray Spex,
Flamin' Groovies,
Spoonie Gee,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Soft Cell,
Eric Dolphy,
Kerri Chandler,
Sound Behaviour,
The Stooges,
Y Pants,
The Dirtbombs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Golliwogs,
Joensuu 1685,
Todd Terry,
Graham Central Station,
Babytalk,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soft Cell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Chris & Cosey,
Jesper Dahlback,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Warren Ellis,
Amazonics,
Alison Limerick,
La Düsseldorf,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fatback Band,
The Buckinghams,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bluetip,
Schoolly D,
DJ Sneak,
Moss Icon,
Gang of Four,
Bauhaus,
The J.B.'s,
Prince Buster,
Sugar Minott,
New Age Steppers,
John Holt,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Television,
The Martian,
Zapp,
Fad Gadget,
Ossler,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.