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 Chile and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Flash Fearless to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Excepter,
Y Pants,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eddi Front,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Soft Cell,
Black Flag,
R.M.O.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bauhaus,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gories,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pantytec,
EPMD,
Ten City,
the Slits,
the Association,
Soul II Soul,
Wally Richardson,
Essential Logic,
The Trojans,
Laurel Aitken,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Au Pairs,
Nirvana,
Von Mondo,
Fugazi,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Symarip,
Camouflage,
The Red Krayola,
Erykah Badu,
F. McDonald,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joy Division,
Anthony Braxton,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Theoretical Girls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pierre Henry,
Animal Collective,
Ultravox,
Zero Boys,
Black Moon,
Robert Wyatt,
The Modern Lovers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Selecter,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Section 25,
Idris Muhammad,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scion,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.