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 Kazakhstan and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 808 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 The Raincoats to the rock 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Arcadia,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nils Olav,
Sparks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Banda Bassotti,
Liliput,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
D'Angelo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Real Kids,
The Barracudas,
a-ha,
Darondo,
Sugar Minott,
Boz Scaggs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Zero Boys,
Negative Approach,
Carl Craig,
Flipper,
The Smoke,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Absolute Body Control,
The Monochrome Set,
John Foxx,
Cluster,
Bauhaus,
Niagra,
Circle Jerks,
Wings,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jawbox,
Flash Fearless,
Rosa Yemen,
Essential Logic,
The Cowsills,
Matthew Halsall,
Saccharine Trust,
DJ Sneak,
A Certain Ratio,
Goldenarms,
Scratch Acid,
Pulsallama,
The Raincoats,
Rotary Connection,
Kurtis Blow,
Fatback Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Masters at Work,
Brand Nubian,
Livin' Joy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Henry Cow,
Loose Ends,
The Fuzztones,
Cheater Slicks,
Severed Heads,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.