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 Zambia and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 808 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 Black Moon to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rufus Thomas,
Warren Ellis,
Gichy Dan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lalann,
8 Eyed Spy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ponytail,
Bobby Sherman,
Ossler,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fall,
Eric Dolphy,
X-102,
Sarah Menescal,
The Young Rascals,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Boogie Down Productions,
D'Angelo,
Bootsy Collins,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Zeros,
Aloha Tigers,
Swell Maps,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Chris Corsano,
ABBA,
Television,
Joensuu 1685,
Shuggie Otis,
the Bar-Kays,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kerri Chandler,
Wolf Eyes,
Wire,
David Bowie,
JFA,
The Gladiators,
Hoover,
Fluxion,
The Human League,
Prince Buster,
Bobby Byrd,
Brass Construction,
Groovy Waters,
Ornette Coleman,
Morten Harket,
Alphaville,
Todd Terry,
The New Christs,
Buzzcocks,
Wings,
Icehouse,
Zapp,
Gang Green,
John Holt,
Vainqueur,
The Misunderstood,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.