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 Moldova and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Man Parrish to the rock 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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Nas,
Andrew Hill,
Warren Ellis,
Hoover,
Motorama,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
D'Angelo,
Dead Boys,
Steve Hackett,
cv313,
Vladislav Delay,
The Golliwogs,
Quadrant,
Pulsallama,
Spoonie Gee,
Cheater Slicks,
Fat Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
DNA,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Gories,
Todd Rundgren,
Cecil Taylor,
Nico,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
LL Cool J,
Eden Ahbez,
Wire,
Eddi Front,
The Young Rascals,
Faraquet,
Hardrive,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Talk Talk,
The Mojo Men,
Agitation Free,
Con Funk Shun,
Brick,
Lindisfarne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terry Callier,
CMW,
John Holt,
Roy Ayers,
Mark Hollis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Chris Corsano,
Dennis Brown,
Bauhaus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
a-ha,
The Techniques,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kenny Larkin,
Popol Vuh,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rakim,
Royal Trux,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.