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 Kyrgyzstan and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 Yaz to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Youth Brigade,
Rod Modell,
Michelle Simonal,
DJ Sneak,
Delon & Dalcan,
The J.B.'s,
The American Breed,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pylon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Man Parrish,
Anthony Braxton,
Make Up,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cluster,
Minnie Riperton,
MDC,
Ponytail,
Metal Thangz,
The Blackbyrds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Pretty Things,
Blancmange,
Nico,
Toni Rubio,
Motorama,
Peter & Gordon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aloha Tigers,
Davy DMX,
Eurythmics,
The Dirtbombs,
Can,
Mark Hollis,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mantronix,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultra Naté,
Mission of Burma,
Thee Headcoats,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tom Boy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radio Birdman,
Deepchord,
Aaron Thompson,
Deadbeat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
ABC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Toasters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sällskapet,
Jacques Brel,
Scientists,
Hot Snakes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Durutti Column,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.