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 Panama and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Black Bananas to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Faust,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Graham Central Station,
The Tremeloes,
Mission of Burma,
Liliput,
Kool Moe Dee,
Erasure,
Camouflage,
Jerry's Kids,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Connie Case,
kango's stein massive,
Peter & Gordon,
Fugazi,
Schoolly D,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Young Rascals,
Ronan,
John Cale,
Charles Mingus,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Slave,
Mandrill,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Mojo Men,
David Axelrod,
Rotary Connection,
Rod Modell,
Blossom Toes,
The Victims,
the Soft Cell,
Reuben Wilson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Barracudas,
Guru Guru,
New Age Steppers,
Minnie Riperton,
Dual Sessions,
Pere Ubu,
Au Pairs,
Steve Hackett,
Agent Orange,
Lindisfarne,
Kaleidoscope,
Leonard Cohen,
Roxette,
The Doors,
Lightning Bolt,
Donny Hathaway,
Bob Dylan,
Hardrive,
The Saints,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric Dolphy,
The Human League,
Scan 7,
The Raincoats,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.