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 Nicaragua and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Wire to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Banda Bassotti,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tomorrow,
One Last Wish,
The Count Five,
The Fortunes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marvin Gaye,
Swell Maps,
Carl Craig,
The Star Department,
Agent Orange,
AZ,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Clear Light,
Eve St. Jones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Unwound,
Television Personalities,
Jacob Miller,
Suburban Knight,
Das Ding,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Sherman,
Scrapy,
MDC,
Glambeats Corp.,
Royal Trux,
Barry Ungar,
Radio Birdman,
Lalann,
The Alarm Clocks,
Oblivians,
Ituana,
Sun Ra,
Grey Daturas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Alphaville,
Bluetip,
DJ Sneak,
Sonic Youth,
The Divine Comedy,
Cybotron,
Little Man,
Sister Nancy,
Reagan Youth,
The Slackers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eric Dolphy,
Mark Hollis,
Echospace,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
China Crisis,
The Offenders,
Kerri Chandler,
The Red Krayola,
Talk Talk,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.