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 Peru and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ 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 Matthew Halsall to the grunge 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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Massinfluence,
Vladislav Delay,
Jandek,
Can,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kenny Larkin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bauhaus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Faraquet,
Slave,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Trumans Water,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronan,
Janne Schatter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tim Buckley,
F. McDonald,
Fear,
The Human League,
Piero Umiliani,
John Holt,
Rekid,
Jerry's Kids,
The Residents,
Deepchord,
The Smoke,
Au Pairs,
The New Christs,
Albert Ayler,
New Order,
Harpers Bizarre,
Model 500,
Cameo,
Public Enemy,
OOIOO,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Intrusion,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Morten Harket,
The Sonics,
kango's stein massive,
Girls At Our Best!,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ornette Coleman,
Jacob Miller,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Graham Central Station,
Roger Hodgson,
Amazonics,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Fugazi,
Eurythmics,
Nick Fraelich,
Amon Düül II,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.