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 Iraq and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Theoretical Girls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lalann,
Tommy Roe,
Dorothy Ashby,
Big Daddy Kane,
Davy DMX,
Susan Cadogan,
Deakin,
Crash Course in Science,
a-ha,
Terry Callier,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minnie Riperton,
The United States of America,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Star Department,
Gang Starr,
Zero Boys,
Cybotron,
Malaria!,
Bang On A Can,
Hoover,
Rites of Spring,
Barclay James Harvest,
OOIOO,
Soul Sonic Force,
Funky Four + One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Trojans,
Essential Logic,
CMW,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Yaz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Stiv Bators,
Vladislav Delay,
Quantec,
Easy Going,
Ponytail,
ABBA,
Silicon Teens,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Suburban Knight,
Soulsonic Force,
DNA,
Roxy Music,
Stereo Dub,
The Slits,
Blossom Toes,
Camouflage,
Negative Approach,
Sister Nancy,
Soft Machine,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jawbox,
Matthew Bourne,
Barbara Tucker,
Ituana,
Erykah Badu,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.