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 Cape Verde and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare 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 Albert Ayler to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
This Heat,
Kerrie Biddell,
Black Sheep,
The New Christs,
Joe Smooth,
Joe Finger,
The Angels of Light,
Animal Collective,
The Cure,
The Fire Engines,
AZ,
Darondo,
Marmalade,
Accadde A,
Yusef Lateef,
The Trojans,
Robert Hood,
Stiv Bators,
Hardrive,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Vogues,
Connie Case,
New Order,
Marvin Gaye,
Michelle Simonal,
Qualms,
Wally Richardson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultravox,
K-Klass,
Con Funk Shun,
Grey Daturas,
Amazonics,
Spoonie Gee,
Neil Young,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Move,
Vladislav Delay,
Lalann,
The Stooges,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Stereo Dub,
Nas,
kango's stein massive,
Piero Umiliani,
Soulsonic Force,
Marc Almond,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slick Rick,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Monochrome Set,
cv313,
Roxette,
Deakin,
Von Mondo,
Radiohead,
Reuben Wilson,
Quando Quango,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.