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 Malaysia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Wings to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sugar Minott,
Little Man,
Reagan Youth,
Anthony Braxton,
The Evens,
Alphaville,
Procol Harum,
Lyres,
Black Bananas,
Gang of Four,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Knickerbockers,
Pantytec,
Boredoms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
CMW,
Section 25,
Cheater Slicks,
China Crisis,
a-ha,
Colin Newman,
Quantec,
Flipper,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eddi Front,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Happenings,
Wolf Eyes,
Robert Görl,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joe Finger,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Cramps,
Kerri Chandler,
John Cale,
Robert Hood,
The Velvet Underground,
Chrome,
Bush Tetras,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Magma,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kas Product,
The Dead C,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
kango's stein massive,
Yazoo,
Camberwell Now,
Theoretical Girls,
Monks,
Kenny Larkin,
Slick Rick,
10cc,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yaz,
Bootsy Collins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rakim,
Organ,
Radiohead,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.