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 Micronesia 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Scrapy to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
a-ha,
LL Cool J,
Public Image Ltd.,
Con Funk Shun,
Fluxion,
Slick Rick,
Electric Prunes,
Terry Callier,
Sugar Minott,
Idris Muhammad,
The Blues Magoos,
Section 25,
Rekid,
Sister Nancy,
Crash Course in Science,
Warren Ellis,
The Wake,
Massinfluence,
Barrington Levy,
Ronnie Foster,
Moby Grape,
Eden Ahbez,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Patti Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scion,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Monochrome Set,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alton Ellis,
Neu!,
Sällskapet,
The Seeds,
Scrapy,
JFA,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DJ Style,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Slave,
Animal Collective,
Sam Rivers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Circle Jerks,
Bizarre Inc.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Moss Icon,
Iggy Pop,
Nirvana,
Joensuu 1685,
The Pop Group,
Lungfish,
The Young Rascals,
Cybotron,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.