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 Ghana and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Second Layer to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lightning Bolt,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Moody Blues,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Drive Like Jehu,
Alice Coltrane,
Bronski Beat,
Bobby Womack,
Das Ding,
The Searchers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ultravox,
Wings,
Deakin,
One Last Wish,
Kerri Chandler,
Siglo XX,
Amazonics,
Easy Going,
The Happenings,
cv313,
Quantec,
The Slackers,
Aaron Thompson,
DJ Sneak,
Con Funk Shun,
Visage,
Max Romeo,
Infiniti,
La Düsseldorf,
Boz Scaggs,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Depeche Mode,
Minnie Riperton,
The Mummies,
Grey Daturas,
Stiv Bators,
Main Source,
The Velvet Underground,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Smoke,
DJ Style,
Reagan Youth,
Jandek,
Qualms,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bill Near,
Blancmange,
The Pop Group,
Essential Logic,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sound Behaviour,
Pantytec,
Kas Product,
Popol Vuh,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eve St. Jones,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.