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 Solomon Islands and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cameo to the funk 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
JFA,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Magma,
Main Source,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bush Tetras,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cal Tjader,
The Fall,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Theoretical Girls,
Radiohead,
Easy Going,
Ken Boothe,
The Gladiators,
Hardrive,
The Music Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cluster,
The Martian,
Public Image Ltd.,
Grey Daturas,
B.T. Express,
Soul II Soul,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Pop Group,
Scratch Acid,
Man Parrish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jandek,
Ossler,
Hoover,
Scrapy,
Delta 5,
Skaos,
Graham Central Station,
Leonard Cohen,
Los Fastidios,
Kerri Chandler,
The Move,
The Names,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Organ,
Suicide,
The Standells,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aloha Tigers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Donny Hathaway,
Sugar Minott,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Selecter,
Massinfluence,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Icehouse,
Pulsallama,
Rapeman,
Minny Pops,
Eurythmics,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.