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 South Africa and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 ABBA to the funk 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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Last Poets,
Terry Callier,
Suburban Knight,
Lindisfarne,
Delta 5,
FM Einheit,
a-ha,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Martian,
Pierre Henry,
Sonny Sharrock,
Barry Ungar,
Scan 7,
Black Bananas,
the Association,
The Litter,
Tears for Fears,
Japan,
The Golliwogs,
The Gap Band,
Faust,
Mars,
EPMD,
Bang On A Can,
The Remains,
Pantaleimon,
Los Fastidios,
The Selecter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Doors,
Crash Course in Science,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fuzztones,
Tim Buckley,
Gong,
Newcleus,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Swans,
Juan Atkins,
Von Mondo,
Soul II Soul,
10cc,
Fear,
Warsaw,
Erykah Badu,
The Real Kids,
Drive Like Jehu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Anakelly,
Main Source,
kango's stein massive,
Monolake,
Derrick May,
cv313,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
L. Decosne,
Steve Hackett,
Neil Young,
Q65,
Tom Boy,
Dorothy Ashby,
Livin' Joy,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.