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 Italy and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 AZ to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
The Knickerbockers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
LL Cool J,
UT,
Wings,
Man Parrish,
Black Moon,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kayak,
Grandmaster Flash,
Can,
The Flesh Eaters,
Glenn Branca,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Arthur Verocai,
Howard Jones,
Roxette,
Pole,
A Certain Ratio,
Crime,
Bush Tetras,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rosa Yemen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Babytalk,
Shuggie Otis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang of Four,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Massinfluence,
The Skatalites,
Ralphi Rosario,
D'Angelo,
The Toasters,
Davy DMX,
Roger Hodgson,
Mandrill,
Gang Gang Dance,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Zeros,
Popol Vuh,
The Slits,
Nirvana,
Jeff Lynne,
Ken Boothe,
Hashim,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker,
Lucky Dragons,
The Pretty Things,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Judy Mowatt,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Khruangbin,
Talk Talk,
Duran Duran,
Aloha Tigers,
The Stooges,
Joensuu 1685,
Q65,
Grey Daturas,
Johnny Clarke,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.