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 Greece and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Stereo Dub to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Swans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crime,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Zapp,
Joyce Sims,
Grey Daturas,
Tres Demented,
Monolake,
Wally Richardson,
Ponytail,
Tears for Fears,
Lower 48,
Eurythmics,
Cymande,
Brass Construction,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rufus Thomas,
Barry Ungar,
The Human League,
Marshall Jefferson,
China Crisis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Throbbing Gristle,
Basic Channel,
Isaac Hayes,
Mad Mike,
Slick Rick,
Stiv Bators,
Patti Smith,
Section 25,
The Leaves,
Minnie Riperton,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Y Pants,
Eddi Front,
Lindisfarne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Porter Ricks,
The Gun Club,
DJ Style,
The Barracudas,
Pharoah Sanders,
Slave,
Junior Murvin,
The Wake,
Michelle Simonal,
Rakim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Popol Vuh,
Yaz,
Carl Craig,
Archie Shepp,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Vainqueur,
Joensuu 1685,
Q65,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.