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 Luxembourg and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Lydon to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lungfish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crash Course in Science,
Junior Murvin,
Joensuu 1685,
Buzzcocks,
the Human League,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Agent Orange,
Sonic Youth,
Anthony Braxton,
Dennis Brown,
The Last Poets,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Stooges,
The Five Americans,
Camouflage,
Neu!,
Aloha Tigers,
The J.B.'s,
Soft Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
Animal Collective,
Kerrie Biddell,
LL Cool J,
Symarip,
The Tremeloes,
Sound Behaviour,
Newcleus,
Freddie Wadling,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Associates,
Ituana,
Marine Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
The United States of America,
The Monochrome Set,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Q and Not U,
Idris Muhammad,
The New Christs,
Grey Daturas,
Lower 48,
Radiohead,
Mary Jane Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Young Marble Giants,
Danielle Patucci,
Bush Tetras,
Skarface,
Spoonie Gee,
Janne Schatter,
Alphaville,
Kaleidoscope,
Parry Music,
Stiv Bators,
The Smiths,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.