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 Ivory Coast and from Calgary.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar 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 Sixth Finger to the disco 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
June of 44,
Stockholm Monsters,
T.S.O.L.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Monochrome Set,
Camouflage,
Dennis Brown,
Eve St. Jones,
The Five Americans,
Silicon Teens,
Essential Logic,
Chris & Cosey,
Ponytail,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sugar Minott,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pere Ubu,
The Kinks,
Dark Day,
The Selecter,
Jeru the Damaja,
Youth Brigade,
D'Angelo,
Zapp,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Mojo Men,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Visage,
The Knickerbockers,
Joey Negro,
Unwound,
Brick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Half Japanese,
Circle Jerks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Amon Düül,
Public Enemy,
Hashim,
Marine Girls,
Babytalk,
Pole,
The Durutti Column,
The Dead C,
Lou Reed,
Girls At Our Best!,
Schoolly D,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang of Four,
The Doors,
Basic Channel,
LL Cool J,
Donny Hathaway,
The Wake,
Spandau Ballet,
The Litter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
R.M.O.,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Slits,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.