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 Paraguay and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rhythm & Sound to the disco 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Flash Fearless,
Trumans Water,
Little Man,
Bill Wells,
Lucky Dragons,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Thompson Twins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Frankie Knuckles,
Morten Harket,
Cecil Taylor,
Underground Resistance,
Alison Limerick,
The Young Rascals,
Wire,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
FM Einheit,
The Residents,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Soft Machine,
Q and Not U,
Pussy Galore,
Kerri Chandler,
Stiv Bators,
Marc Almond,
The Standells,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ultimate Spinach,
Blancmange,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brand Nubian,
Fear,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Copeland,
Unwound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Metal Thangz,
Skaos,
Banda Bassotti,
Slick Rick,
Funkadelic,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
David McCallum,
48th St. Collective,
The Index,
Gang Green,
Sun Ra,
Robert Wyatt,
Piero Umiliani,
The Neon Judgement,
The Evens,
The Electric Prunes,
Howard Jones,
Roy Ayers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
JFA,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.