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 Kuwait and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lucky Dragons to the techno 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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Von Mondo,
Agitation Free,
Flash Fearless,
The Mummies,
Yellowson,
Peter & Gordon,
The United States of America,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Basic Channel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Erasure,
Lindisfarne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ronnie Foster,
Michelle Simonal,
The Pretty Things,
T.S.O.L.,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Saints,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Goldenarms,
Mark Hollis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rakim,
Siglo XX,
Mary Jane Girls,
Suburban Knight,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scion,
Rites of Spring,
Jesper Dahlback,
Livin' Joy,
Angry Samoans,
Leonard Cohen,
Grandmaster Flash,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Urselle,
Pharoah Sanders,
Prince Buster,
OOIOO,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Velvet Underground,
Negative Approach,
Kurtis Blow,
The Music Machine,
John Cale,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mo-Dettes,
Mr. Review,
The Slackers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Derrick May,
The J.B.'s,
Absolute Body Control,
Stereo Dub,
The Mojo Men,
Eli Mardock,
Intrusion,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.