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 Moldova and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum 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 Make Up to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Siglo XX,
Gichy Dan,
Magma,
Animal Collective,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Pop Group,
Adolescents,
Albert Ayler,
Cymande,
Warsaw,
Agitation Free,
The Count Five,
Country Teasers,
Marmalade,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bill Near,
CMW,
Blake Baxter,
Pagans,
Subhumans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Juan Atkins,
Joyce Sims,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Litter,
Television Personalities,
LL Cool J,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
ABBA,
Rufus Thomas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Idris Muhammad,
Donald Byrd,
Bootsy Collins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marcia Griffiths,
Altered Images,
Scion,
Dennis Brown,
The Blues Magoos,
The Busters,
10cc,
Kurtis Blow,
Sixth Finger,
Susan Cadogan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Outsiders,
Scott Walker,
Silicon Teens,
Crash Course in Science,
The Leaves,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scratch Acid,
Los Fastidios,
The Stooges,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Neil Young,
Basic Channel,
Yazoo,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.