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 France and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar 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 Minor Threat to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
The Sonics,
Rites of Spring,
ABC,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Flash Fearless,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lower 48,
Depeche Mode,
Bob Dylan,
Moebius,
Can,
Brand Nubian,
Joe Smooth,
Zero Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Black Dice,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lou Christie,
The Star Department,
Chris Corsano,
The Mojo Men,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Magma,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Alarm Clocks,
Toni Rubio,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roxy Music,
OOIOO,
Bill Wells,
Animal Collective,
Cheater Slicks,
Blancmange,
The Stooges,
Joey Negro,
The Associates,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Gories,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Derrick Morgan,
Youth Brigade,
The Zeros,
Moss Icon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eric Copeland,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Barry Ungar,
The United States of America,
Bootsy Collins,
Radio Birdman,
Letta Mbulu,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Wake,
The Last Poets,
John Holt,
Lyres,
Altered Images,
Skaos,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.