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 Madagascar and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum 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 Infiniti to the rock 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Michelle Simonal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crime,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jacques Brel,
Negative Approach,
Mantronix,
June of 44,
Sarah Menescal,
the Association,
Rekid,
Deepchord,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Prince Buster,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flash Fearless,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Country Teasers,
Banda Bassotti,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Black Pus,
Sex Pistols,
Slave,
The Mummies,
The Doobie Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Minor Threat,
Spoonie Gee,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pussy Galore,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neu!,
Marmalade,
Funky Four + One,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Popol Vuh,
The Sonics,
Gang Starr,
Mark Hollis,
Lakeside,
James White and The Blacks,
D'Angelo,
OOIOO,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Make Up,
The Fugs,
The Seeds,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rotary Connection,
Mandrill,
The Mojo Men,
Soft Cell,
Erykah Badu,
The Martian,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aural Exciters,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.