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 Bahamas and from Sao Paulo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Avey Tare to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Livin' Joy,
Ronan,
Alice Coltrane,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dave Gahan,
Ludus,
kango's stein massive,
Buzzcocks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cybotron,
Amon Düül,
Ultra Naté,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Wyatt,
The Velvet Underground,
The Vogues,
Marcia Griffiths,
Skriet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kayak,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fugs,
Bobby Byrd,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Zapp,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Spoonie Gee,
Newcleus,
The Blackbyrds,
The Smoke,
Moby Grape,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joyce Sims,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Colin Newman,
Interpol,
Can,
Absolute Body Control,
Sugar Minott,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Moody Blues,
K-Klass,
Oneida,
Chris Corsano,
Alphaville,
MDC,
Scion,
Kaleidoscope,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Red Krayola,
Iggy Pop,
The Seeds,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Wake,
Outsiders,
New York Dolls,
Main Source,
Gang of Four,
Visage,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Albert Ayler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.