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 Argentina and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Moss Icon to the rap 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Oblivians,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Section 25,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Visage,
Dawn Penn,
The Tremeloes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Urselle,
Donald Byrd,
Niagra,
The American Breed,
The Angels of Light,
Scrapy,
Don Cherry,
The Selecter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Toasters,
Masters at Work,
Kas Product,
Harry Pussy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bush Tetras,
Piero Umiliani,
Mantronix,
Michelle Simonal,
Accadde A,
Half Japanese,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bauhaus,
The Star Department,
Barrington Levy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sixth Finger,
The Mojo Men,
Pierre Henry,
Public Enemy,
10cc,
Aswad,
Chris & Cosey,
Can,
The Mummies,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang of Four,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Zeros,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ossler,
Massinfluence,
Rapeman,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ohio Players,
Fugazi,
Heaven 17,
Robert Wyatt,
Quadrant,
Basic Channel,
the Association,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.