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 Latvia and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron 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 Ice-T to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Howard Jones,
Roy Ayers,
Fat Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Slave,
Crooked Eye,
LL Cool J,
The Offenders,
Barrington Levy,
L. Decosne,
One Last Wish,
Sixth Finger,
The Blues Magoos,
Robert Wyatt,
Eden Ahbez,
Vainqueur,
KRS-One,
China Crisis,
ABBA,
Funkadelic,
Soulsonic Force,
a-ha,
The Sonics,
Metal Thangz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Clear Light,
The Last Poets,
Albert Ayler,
The Seeds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ituana,
Drive Like Jehu,
David McCallum,
Althea and Donna,
the Bar-Kays,
Suicide,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Happenings,
Goldenarms,
Todd Rundgren,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Pus,
Masters at Work,
Mandrill,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bobby Byrd,
The Busters,
the Human League,
Aloha Tigers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Niagra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Sheep,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sound Behaviour,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.