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 Estonia and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Houston.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Royal Trux to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Erykah Badu,
Guru Guru,
R.M.O.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Derrick Morgan,
Urselle,
Suburban Knight,
The Zeros,
Monks,
the Normal,
Soulsonic Force,
H. Thieme,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Leaves,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pylon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Remains,
Agitation Free,
Gastr Del Sol,
Piero Umiliani,
Desert Stars,
Jandek,
Sugar Minott,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Bar-Kays,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Todd Terry,
Masters at Work,
Bob Dylan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mummies,
Lyres,
Half Japanese,
Mission of Burma,
Barry Ungar,
Gang Starr,
Outsiders,
Reagan Youth,
Essential Logic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Drive Like Jehu,
U.S. Maple,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pierre Henry,
Eden Ahbez,
Jeff Lynne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Iggy Pop,
Vladislav Delay,
Oblivians,
the Soft Cell,
Soul II Soul,
Cal Tjader,
Scratch Acid,
Eric B and Rakim,
Skaos,
the Swans,
Agent Orange,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mantronix,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.