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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 David Axelrod to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Martian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roger Hodgson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
U.S. Maple,
The Birthday Party,
The Slackers,
a-ha,
Clear Light,
The Pop Group,
Faust,
Andrew Hill,
June Days,
The Smiths,
UT,
Lungfish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Isaac Hayes,
Marc Almond,
EPMD,
LL Cool J,
John Holt,
PIL,
The Associates,
Sexual Harrassment,
Shuggie Otis,
The Blackbyrds,
The Count Five,
Minny Pops,
Banda Bassotti,
Icehouse,
Electric Prunes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Chris & Cosey,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Neu!,
The Flesh Eaters,
Blake Baxter,
The Neon Judgement,
Flash Fearless,
Tommy Roe,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roy Ayers,
Scientists,
Television Personalities,
The Moody Blues,
Howard Jones,
Thompson Twins,
Iggy Pop,
Ornette Coleman,
Kaleidoscope,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barrington Levy,
Adolescents,
Panda Bear,
The Doors,
Cheater Slicks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobby Womack,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.