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 Albania and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jandek to the techno 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Symarip,
The Residents,
Vainqueur,
Negative Approach,
Bang On A Can,
Wally Richardson,
Scan 7,
Main Source,
Tom Boy,
Alphaville,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
a-ha,
Fugazi,
Kayak,
Maurizio,
John Holt,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Maleditus Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Spoonie Gee,
The Skatalites,
Joensuu 1685,
Anakelly,
Prince Buster,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roger Hodgson,
Isaac Hayes,
Cybotron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lakeside,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Five Americans,
Underground Resistance,
Amon Düül,
Lalann,
Stetsasonic,
cv313,
Stockholm Monsters,
Con Funk Shun,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Knickerbockers,
Angry Samoans,
Faust,
Brass Construction,
The Gun Club,
Monks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aaron Thompson,
Harmonia,
Hashim,
Young Marble Giants,
Byron Stingily,
The Alarm Clocks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alison Limerick,
Bobby Womack,
Derrick May,
Mandrill,
Hot Snakes,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.