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 South Africa and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jawbox to the punk 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Kurtis Blow,
Robert Wyatt,
Graham Central Station,
The Blues Magoos,
The Count Five,
Dark Day,
Average White Band,
The Fall,
Kerri Chandler,
Camouflage,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Roger Hodgson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Frankie Knuckles,
Todd Terry,
Girls At Our Best!,
Iggy Pop,
Sister Nancy,
Saccharine Trust,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Liliput,
Alison Limerick,
Alice Coltrane,
Chris & Cosey,
Cal Tjader,
Banda Bassotti,
Dennis Brown,
The Remains,
Rosa Yemen,
Letta Mbulu,
Fluxion,
New York Dolls,
Freddie Wadling,
Quantec,
Bobby Hutcherson,
New Order,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Five Americans,
Tomorrow,
Oblivians,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Sherman,
Metal Thangz,
Mark Hollis,
Soft Cell,
The Cramps,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang of Four,
the Normal,
The Names,
Maleditus Sound,
New Age Steppers,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Green,
Curtis Mayfield,
Patti Smith,
David McCallum,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cecil Taylor,
Whodini,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.