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 Palau and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the grime 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Shuggie Otis,
Newcleus,
Dawn Penn,
Chrome,
Albert Ayler,
Spoonie Gee,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eve St. Jones,
Boz Scaggs,
The J.B.'s,
Nirvana,
Sugar Minott,
Popol Vuh,
the Association,
The Evens,
Scion,
Drexciya,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joensuu 1685,
Oblivians,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rhythm & Sound,
In Retrospect,
Letta Mbulu,
Maurizio,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dark Day,
Peter & Gordon,
Minutemen,
ABBA,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Monks,
Todd Rundgren,
June Days,
Avey Tare,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marmalade,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Neon Judgement,
Franke,
The Zeros,
Negative Approach,
Roxy Music,
Pylon,
Lightning Bolt,
Yazoo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Amon Düül,
Ice-T,
Bootsy Collins,
Wally Richardson,
The Fugs,
Hoover,
Hot Snakes,
48th St. Collective,
The Blackbyrds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Aaron Thompson,
the Human League,
Cameo,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.