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 Portugal and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 The Trojans to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Glenn Branca,
Marvin Gaye,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun Ra,
Eli Mardock,
Ornette Coleman,
The New Christs,
Popol Vuh,
Boogie Down Productions,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fad Gadget,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pere Ubu,
Erykah Badu,
The Golliwogs,
The Dirtbombs,
Boredoms,
The Techniques,
Nick Fraelich,
Albert Ayler,
Mantronix,
Bill Wells,
The Fuzztones,
The Sound,
Angry Samoans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Maurizio,
Infiniti,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nas,
Soul II Soul,
China Crisis,
Khruangbin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sällskapet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Monks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Oneida,
The Mummies,
JFA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stetsasonic,
Average White Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Byron Stingily,
Soulsonic Force,
Pagans,
Drexciya,
Jandek,
Alison Limerick,
The Names,
F. McDonald,
Ludus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Urselle,
The Knickerbockers,
June Days,
Shuggie Otis,
Amazonics,
Das Ding,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.