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 Kiribati and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gun Club to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish 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?
Ash Ra Tempel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Theoretical Girls,
In Retrospect,
Glenn Branca,
Skarface,
The United States of America,
Maurizio,
The Barracudas,
Stereo Dub,
Crime,
Scrapy,
Procol Harum,
The Divine Comedy,
The Move,
The Residents,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marvin Gaye,
OOIOO,
June of 44,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Agent Orange,
Neu!,
Cybotron,
The Doobie Brothers,
Minnie Riperton,
Motorama,
Deepchord,
Rekid,
Television Personalities,
10cc,
L. Decosne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Radiohead,
Don Cherry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nils Olav,
Harmonia,
Darondo,
Minor Threat,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Spoonie Gee,
Hasil Adkins,
Tomorrow,
Popol Vuh,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Model 500,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rapeman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eric Dolphy,
Bang On A Can,
Nick Fraelich,
Skriet,
Circle Jerks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
X-102,
Boredoms,
The Durutti Column,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.