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 Solomon Islands and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe 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 Agitation Free to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
The Associates,
Pantytec,
John Lydon,
kango's stein massive,
James White and The Blacks,
The Invisible,
The Blues Magoos,
Pagans,
Skaos,
The Vogues,
Anthony Braxton,
A Certain Ratio,
The Smoke,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Detroit Cobras,
Deadbeat,
Oblivians,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Henry Cow,
Funkadelic,
Wire,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Walker Brothers,
Yazoo,
B.T. Express,
Hot Snakes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Leonard Cohen,
The Buckinghams,
Magazine,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fugs,
The Pretty Things,
Bob Dylan,
U.S. Maple,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marc Almond,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
EPMD,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jawbox,
Ice-T,
Moebius,
New York Dolls,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobby Womack,
Bootsy Collins,
Joe Finger,
Con Funk Shun,
Drexciya,
Sällskapet,
Scion,
Erykah Badu,
Los Fastidios,
D'Angelo,
The Monks,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.