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 Georgia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin 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 Siglo XX to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Anakelly,
Nation of Ulysses,
H. Thieme,
Tommy Roe,
Dawn Penn,
Aaron Thompson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sonny Sharrock,
Suburban Knight,
La Düsseldorf,
Bauhaus,
Grauzone,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pantytec,
Clear Light,
Essential Logic,
Sam Rivers,
Black Bananas,
Grey Daturas,
Faraquet,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dennis Brown,
James White and The Blacks,
Eve St. Jones,
Pagans,
Basic Channel,
the Germs,
Funkadelic,
Eli Mardock,
X-101,
Quantec,
Terrestrial Tones,
Amazonics,
DJ Sneak,
Blossom Toes,
The Five Americans,
Flash Fearless,
Erykah Badu,
Skriet,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Robert Wyatt,
Scion,
Minnie Riperton,
Con Funk Shun,
The Human League,
Arab on Radar,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Subhumans,
48th St. Collective,
Bootsy Collins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sun Ra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Iggy Pop,
Glenn Branca,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker,
Icehouse,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.