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 Mongolia and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 The Cosmic Jokers to the grime 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Unrelated Segments,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lee Hazlewood,
Josef K,
The Evens,
Country Teasers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brothers Johnson,
Los Fastidios,
Johnny Osbourne,
Technova,
Joensuu 1685,
Basic Channel,
Sonic Youth,
Peter & Gordon,
The Mojo Men,
The Cramps,
The Misunderstood,
Black Moon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fugazi,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rapeman,
Mantronix,
Chris Corsano,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Visage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Interpol,
Cheater Slicks,
Adolescents,
Faust,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Barrington Levy,
Arcadia,
Suicide,
Drive Like Jehu,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Techniques,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fatback Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Velvet Underground,
Joy Division,
La Düsseldorf,
Spoonie Gee,
Glenn Branca,
Jerry's Kids,
Derrick Morgan,
The Mummies,
The Wake,
Con Funk Shun,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.