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 Libya and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 sitar 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 Tremeloes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ituana,
Donny Hathaway,
Hasil Adkins,
Kas Product,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Don Cherry,
Dave Gahan,
Peter and Kerry,
Porter Ricks,
U.S. Maple,
Royal Trux,
The Moleskins,
Gregory Isaacs,
Anthony Braxton,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Sherman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lakeside,
The Modern Lovers,
The Walker Brothers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Masters at Work,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Darondo,
Von Mondo,
Ronnie Foster,
Parry Music,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Niagra,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Charles Mingus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Todd Terry,
Whodini,
KRS-One,
Robert Hood,
Nas,
Nico,
Cameo,
Urselle,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Terry Callier,
Stiv Bators,
Soul II Soul,
Duran Duran,
Adolescents,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Halsall,
Joensuu 1685,
Maurizio,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rekid,
the Slits,
the Fania All-Stars,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Blues Magoos,
Amon Düül,
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.