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 Costa Rica and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 Gang Gang Dance to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Joyce Sims,
Anakelly,
The Grass Roots,
Eric Dolphy,
Porter Ricks,
Bootsy Collins,
Depeche Mode,
Piero Umiliani,
Deadbeat,
Loose Ends,
Oblivians,
The Fall,
June of 44,
Blancmange,
Godley & Creme,
Barrington Levy,
U.S. Maple,
Aaron Thompson,
Das Ding,
Josef K,
The Sound,
Bluetip,
Byron Stingily,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Five Americans,
Cybotron,
Prince Buster,
Mr. Review,
Brothers Johnson,
Con Funk Shun,
Surgeon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nils Olav,
DJ Style,
The Pop Group,
Rod Modell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Panda Bear,
Sonic Youth,
Echospace,
E-Dancer,
Barbara Tucker,
Chris Corsano,
Essential Logic,
Cymande,
Dark Day,
Moebius,
Mad Mike,
kango's stein massive,
Flash Fearless,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
PIL,
Yazoo,
The Smiths,
Chrome,
Vainqueur,
The Fuzztones,
Warsaw,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.