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 Guyana and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Drive Like Jehu to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
The Music Machine,
A Certain Ratio,
Newcleus,
Donny Hathaway,
Roger Hodgson,
Cybotron,
Das Ding,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crime,
This Heat,
Hasil Adkins,
Bob Dylan,
Chris & Cosey,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fifty Foot Hose,
JFA,
cv313,
Theoretical Girls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
John Coltrane,
Peter & Gordon,
Nick Fraelich,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ponytail,
Panda Bear,
The Associates,
Cluster,
Cheater Slicks,
Terry Callier,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mantronix,
Simply Red,
Aswad,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fugs,
The Buckinghams,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Boogie Down Productions,
Laurel Aitken,
Skaos,
Radiohead,
Marine Girls,
Scott Walker,
Black Pus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Echospace,
Neil Young,
The Misunderstood,
8 Eyed Spy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Quadrant,
KRS-One,
MDC,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kurtis Blow,
New York Dolls,
Judy Mowatt,
The Standells,
Stereo Dub,
Derrick May,
U.S. Maple,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.