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 Mali and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Michael McDonald 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 Groovy Waters to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Saccharine Trust,
Ituana,
The American Breed,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pagans,
Brick,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rites of Spring,
Silicon Teens,
Harmonia,
Davy DMX,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Slits,
Tom Boy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Second Layer,
Unwound,
Eric Dolphy,
Lalann,
The Pretty Things,
Gang Starr,
Todd Rundgren,
Lungfish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Darondo,
Inner City,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Minor Threat,
T.S.O.L.,
Franke,
David Axelrod,
Jesper Dahlback,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magma,
Fluxion,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camberwell Now,
Gang Gang Dance,
Unrelated Segments,
The Martian,
Reagan Youth,
The Standells,
Qualms,
Nico,
Roxette,
Massinfluence,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Skriet,
Rakim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bauhaus,
Alphaville,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
OOIOO,
Piero Umiliani,
Dead Boys,
Black Bananas,
Bang On A Can,
Schoolly D,
Kenny Larkin,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.