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 Palau and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 Jacques Brel to the disco 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
The Toasters,
Cluster,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pantytec,
Bill Wells,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Supertramp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cecil Taylor,
Siglo XX,
Chris & Cosey,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marmalade,
CMW,
Joensuu 1685,
The Monks,
Hashim,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kurtis Blow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Wings,
Niagra,
Livin' Joy,
Dead Boys,
Half Japanese,
Inner City,
Monolake,
Simply Red,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Reed,
The Young Rascals,
Roxy Music,
Jeff Mills,
The Move,
Maleditus Sound,
Ice-T,
Lucky Dragons,
The Seeds,
Gong,
Ronnie Foster,
Fear,
Masters at Work,
Charles Mingus,
Theoretical Girls,
Nico,
Neil Young,
One Last Wish,
Schoolly D,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Wake,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Crash Course in Science,
The Invisible,
Tim Buckley,
Black Pus,
Fela Kuti,
Deadbeat,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.