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 Paraguay and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 Dave Clark Five to the electroclash 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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
T. Rex,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Danielle Patucci,
Jerry's Kids,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joey Negro,
Agitation Free,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mark Hollis,
Talk Talk,
The Star Department,
Inner City,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nils Olav,
Scan 7,
Rod Modell,
Neu!,
Infiniti,
Erykah Badu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Depeche Mode,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Doobie Brothers,
The Seeds,
Mo-Dettes,
Tom Boy,
Q and Not U,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Mummies,
Sister Nancy,
Second Layer,
Cluster,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cecil Taylor,
Qualms,
Andrew Hill,
Grauzone,
The Velvet Underground,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Byrd,
The Moody Blues,
Arcadia,
Lower 48,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pantytec,
Moby Grape,
Shoche,
Prince Buster,
Gabor Szabo,
Black Sheep,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Y Pants,
Scrapy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.