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 Egypt and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Henry Cow to the jazz 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Albert Ayler,
Chris Corsano,
Dave Gahan,
Los Fastidios,
Dead Boys,
K-Klass,
Sugar Minott,
Roger Hodgson,
Blancmange,
Scan 7,
The Sonics,
Amon Düül,
Buzzcocks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
June Days,
The Cowsills,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flash Fearless,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yusef Lateef,
Tomorrow,
Harmonia,
Cal Tjader,
Gichy Dan,
Dennis Brown,
The Velvet Underground,
Radio Birdman,
E-Dancer,
Delon & Dalcan,
Television Personalities,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jandek,
Eric B and Rakim,
48th St. Collective,
the Normal,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Vogues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Second Layer,
Y Pants,
Dark Day,
CMW,
Joey Negro,
Reagan Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alice Coltrane,
Swans,
the Germs,
Josef K,
8 Eyed Spy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eric Copeland,
Trumans Water,
Todd Rundgren,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
UT,
Altered Images,
Lucky Dragons,
Brand Nubian,
New Order,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.