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 Korea South and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Hasil Adkins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Michelle Simonal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drexciya,
Audionom,
Archie Shepp,
Half Japanese,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bronski Beat,
Crime,
Fugazi,
The Fire Engines,
The Cramps,
One Last Wish,
Stiv Bators,
Zero Boys,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Simply Red,
The American Breed,
Scientists,
Patti Smith,
Sparks,
The Skatalites,
The Victims,
Visage,
Roxy Music,
Brothers Johnson,
This Heat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soulsonic Force,
Piero Umiliani,
Flamin' Groovies,
Television,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Star Department,
The New Christs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Roy Ayers,
Harmonia,
Brass Construction,
Masters at Work,
Curtis Mayfield,
Newcleus,
Barrington Levy,
Sandy B,
Siglo XX,
Erykah Badu,
Unrelated Segments,
The Sonics,
Maleditus Sound,
Eli Mardock,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Moleskins,
Sister Nancy,
Neu!,
The Monochrome Set,
The Count Five,
Grauzone,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.