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 Uzbekistan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Fortunes to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
K-Klass,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jandek,
John Lydon,
Todd Rundgren,
Joensuu 1685,
Moebius,
Talk Talk,
Camberwell Now,
Peter and Kerry,
The Count Five,
Michelle Simonal,
Infiniti,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobby Byrd,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Saints,
Subhumans,
Faraquet,
Soft Cell,
Au Pairs,
Warren Ellis,
cv313,
The Barracudas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Section 25,
The Modern Lovers,
The Blackbyrds,
Monolake,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
In Retrospect,
Soul Sonic Force,
T.S.O.L.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cymande,
Young Marble Giants,
Arcadia,
Gang Starr,
Silicon Teens,
Rotary Connection,
Qualms,
Marvin Gaye,
Sonic Youth,
Joey Negro,
Grauzone,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Litter,
The Neon Judgement,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Doobie Brothers,
DNA,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joe Smooth,
The Durutti Column,
X-102,
Ossler,
ABC,
Iggy Pop,
Mantronix,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Slits,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.