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 Grenada and from Portland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Aaron Thompson to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Derrick Morgan,
Average White Band,
The Mojo Men,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dave Clark Five,
Newcleus,
EPMD,
Soulsonic Force,
Crispy Ambulance,
Black Flag,
Visage,
The Gap Band,
Trumans Water,
Bush Tetras,
The Fugs,
PIL,
Tomorrow,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Angels of Light,
Dual Sessions,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Liliput,
Kurtis Blow,
Cheater Slicks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Deadbeat,
Absolute Body Control,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lungfish,
Animal Collective,
Gichy Dan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bluetip,
Cymande,
Letta Mbulu,
Skriet,
The United States of America,
Crooked Eye,
F. McDonald,
Minutemen,
Kerri Chandler,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
John Cale,
Organ,
Kevin Saunderson,
K-Klass,
Delta 5,
Pantytec,
Max Romeo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Bananas,
Urselle,
The Smoke,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Whodini,
Jawbox,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.