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 United Kingdom and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Wings to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Anakelly,
Barry Ungar,
Eden Ahbez,
Half Japanese,
Cluster,
The Dead C,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Sonics,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fluxion,
The J.B.'s,
Pulsallama,
This Heat,
John Foxx,
Black Bananas,
Spoonie Gee,
Suicide,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Guru Guru,
Warren Ellis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Monks,
the Soft Cell,
R.M.O.,
Spandau Ballet,
Joensuu 1685,
The Wake,
The Doors,
Tropical Tobacco,
Barrington Levy,
Peter & Gordon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Roxette,
Radio Birdman,
Subhumans,
Neil Young,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Black Dice,
John Coltrane,
Nirvana,
Intrusion,
Brass Construction,
Faraquet,
The Cure,
Ohio Players,
Ponytail,
Cybotron,
Television,
Hasil Adkins,
Rekid,
Groovy Waters,
Franke,
The Associates,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cal Tjader,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Marvin Gaye,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.