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 Nepal and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Moebius to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Residents. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a harpsichord and a synthesizer 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 linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dennis Brown,
The Music Machine,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Vainqueur,
X-102,
Matthew Bourne,
Scientists,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pulsallama,
Albert Ayler,
Hashim,
Lightning Bolt,
Archie Shepp,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Wyatt,
48th St. Collective,
Ultravox,
Main Source,
Frankie Knuckles,
Alton Ellis,
Ludus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Das Ding,
The Sound,
Lou Reed,
The Angels of Light,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The New Christs,
Kurtis Blow,
Gabor Szabo,
Icehouse,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Reuben Wilson,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Smoke,
Negative Approach,
CMW,
Wire,
Pantytec,
Youth Brigade,
Al Stewart,
Marcia Griffiths,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Litter,
The Moleskins,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camouflage,
Pere Ubu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Selecter,
Soul II Soul,
Pagans,
Shoche,
Jimmy McGriff,
Howard Jones,
Pierre Henry,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.