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 Fiji and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Groovy Waters,
Technova,
Roxette,
Derrick Morgan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Japan,
Minny Pops,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ultra Naté,
Fela Kuti,
Johnny Clarke,
Dave Gahan,
Ronan,
The Stooges,
the Bar-Kays,
R.M.O.,
Das Ding,
The Vogues,
The Blues Magoos,
Zapp,
Sällskapet,
The Kinks,
Pagans,
Charles Mingus,
Rites of Spring,
Boz Scaggs,
Sun City Girls,
Monks,
Stetsasonic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rekid,
Youth Brigade,
Pole,
Bronski Beat,
Metal Thangz,
EPMD,
Chris Corsano,
Lalann,
Suburban Knight,
Absolute Body Control,
Qualms,
Loose Ends,
Junior Murvin,
Donald Byrd,
Tomorrow,
Fad Gadget,
Funky Four + One,
Jimmy McGriff,
New Age Steppers,
Surgeon,
Mad Mike,
Jacques Brel,
Drexciya,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Names,
X-102,
Scan 7,
The Leaves,
The Five Americans,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.