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 Slovakia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Lou Christie,
Bush Tetras,
Wally Richardson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Slick Rick,
Derrick Morgan,
8 Eyed Spy,
World's Most,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun Ra,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Sherman,
Archie Shepp,
Jeff Lynne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sex Pistols,
Young Marble Giants,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stereo Dub,
The Skatalites,
Anakelly,
The Knickerbockers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultravox,
UT,
Masters at Work,
Grey Daturas,
U.S. Maple,
Ronan,
Parry Music,
Pet Shop Boys,
Goldenarms,
Henry Cow,
Robert Görl,
Al Stewart,
Howard Jones,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jandek,
Blancmange,
Audionom,
The J.B.'s,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Delta 5,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dual Sessions,
Zero Boys,
Glenn Branca,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
June of 44,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Radiopuhelimet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
Faraquet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hardrive,
Little Man,
Zapp,
Soulsonic Force,
Circle Jerks,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.