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 Gabon and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Donald Fagen 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 Accadde A to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Banda Bassotti,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Davy DMX,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Drive Like Jehu,
cv313,
Lou Christie,
The Vogues,
Skriet,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wally Richardson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Suicide,
Vainqueur,
Metal Thangz,
Echospace,
Minny Pops,
Ken Boothe,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eric B and Rakim,
Erasure,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crash Course in Science,
Moebius,
Deakin,
Mantronix,
Joensuu 1685,
Sun City Girls,
Flash Fearless,
Black Flag,
Grauzone,
Surgeon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Judy Mowatt,
Blancmange,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Half Japanese,
Au Pairs,
The Techniques,
Soul II Soul,
Underground Resistance,
Cymande,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ronnie Foster,
Slick Rick,
Liliput,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Masters at Work,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
In Retrospect,
Oneida,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Babytalk,
John Cale,
Rites of Spring,
Icehouse,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.