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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin 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 Bobby Womack to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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 Bar-Kays,
Sarah Menescal,
Skarface,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Second Layer,
Flash Fearless,
Basic Channel,
Radiopuhelimet,
KRS-One,
Accadde A,
Symarip,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joensuu 1685,
10cc,
Suburban Knight,
Dead Boys,
Grandmaster Flash,
Easy Going,
June of 44,
Talk Talk,
The Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fad Gadget,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker,
The Tremeloes,
Judy Mowatt,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minny Pops,
Fluxion,
The Gap Band,
Cluster,
The Barracudas,
Yusef Lateef,
Fatback Band,
Derrick Morgan,
U.S. Maple,
Steve Hackett,
The Pop Group,
Young Marble Giants,
Sun City Girls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fire Engines,
Amazonics,
Mission of Burma,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Boredoms,
Curtis Mayfield,
Drive Like Jehu,
James White and The Blacks,
Oneida,
Wally Richardson,
Banda Bassotti,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Detroit Cobras,
China Crisis,
Niagra,
Suicide,
Anakelly,
Marmalade,
Hot Snakes,
Andrew Hill,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.