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 Turkey and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
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 oboe 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 Inner City to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Byron Stingily,
Cameo,
Fear,
Procol Harum,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aaron Thompson,
the Swans,
Bronski Beat,
Bad Manners,
KRS-One,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Niagra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter and Kerry,
Tim Buckley,
Kevin Saunderson,
Adolescents,
Bauhaus,
Stereo Dub,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Monks,
Tom Boy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Flesh Eaters,
Massinfluence,
Marine Girls,
Interpol,
Can,
The Gun Club,
Howard Jones,
Babytalk,
Dark Day,
Brand Nubian,
Jeff Lynne,
the Soft Cell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Monolake,
Wings,
Pulsallama,
Audionom,
Leonard Cohen,
The Mojo Men,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Smog,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Drive Like Jehu,
Josef K,
Minutemen,
Nils Olav,
Freddie Wadling,
Prince Buster,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Saccharine Trust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amon Düül II,
Black Pus,
Hashim,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.