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 Macedonia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba 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 The J.B.'s to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lightning Bolt,
Nils Olav,
Tommy Roe,
Fela Kuti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bob Dylan,
The Red Krayola,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bizarre Inc.,
This Heat,
Oneida,
The Searchers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camouflage,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mark Hollis,
Minny Pops,
Jeff Lynne,
The Young Rascals,
Tim Buckley,
Drexciya,
China Crisis,
Agitation Free,
The Gories,
Pylon,
The Electric Prunes,
Al Stewart,
Flash Fearless,
Eden Ahbez,
Shuggie Otis,
Unwound,
Surgeon,
Bang On A Can,
Spandau Ballet,
The Smiths,
Don Cherry,
Radio Birdman,
New Order,
Morten Harket,
Scott Walker,
The Selecter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brick,
Pantytec,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Velvet Underground,
Curtis Mayfield,
Absolute Body Control,
The Wake,
Donald Byrd,
JFA,
Underground Resistance,
the Normal,
The Monks,
Sam Rivers,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.