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 the UAE and from Calgary.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
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 guitar 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 Dual Sessions to the punk 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Ohio Players,
Donald Byrd,
The Beau Brummels,
Unrelated Segments,
New Age Steppers,
Kas Product,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ornette Coleman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Silicon Teens,
CMW,
Easy Going,
The Monks,
Sam Rivers,
Q65,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minutemen,
Camouflage,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Audionom,
Magma,
Morten Harket,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Skaos,
Masters at Work,
Quadrant,
Harmonia,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Loose Ends,
Surgeon,
Bush Tetras,
Pierre Henry,
Boogie Down Productions,
Urselle,
Black Sheep,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Bar-Kays,
Glenn Branca,
The Happenings,
Lou Reed,
Pet Shop Boys,
Make Up,
Fluxion,
The Move,
Charles Mingus,
Maurizio,
Inner City,
Alison Limerick,
Half Japanese,
Henry Cow,
The Slits,
Marmalade,
Lindisfarne,
The Golliwogs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tomorrow,
Scan 7,
Be Bop Deluxe,
David Axelrod,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.