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 Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Man Eating Sloth to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Radiohead,
Pagans,
Boredoms,
Royal Trux,
Young Marble Giants,
Ossler,
the Association,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Idris Muhammad,
Cameo,
Bobby Byrd,
Stockholm Monsters,
kango's stein massive,
The Residents,
Monks,
Sun City Girls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Iggy Pop,
Simply Red,
Nik Kershaw,
The Motions,
Grey Daturas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sex Pistols,
Moss Icon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jandek,
MDC,
The Techniques,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Colin Newman,
Joyce Sims,
The Tremeloes,
Joy Division,
The Fugs,
Altered Images,
Big Daddy Kane,
Niagra,
Johnny Clarke,
Joe Finger,
Tropical Tobacco,
Maleditus Sound,
Lakeside,
Sugar Minott,
Roxy Music,
Icehouse,
Thompson Twins,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Skatalites,
The Index,
FM Einheit,
Gil Scott Heron,
Public Image Ltd.,
Swell Maps,
Glenn Branca,
Cal Tjader,
Soul II Soul,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.