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 Japan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba 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 Mo-Dettes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Von Mondo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Warsaw,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultravox,
Skarface,
Terry Callier,
Jerry's Kids,
Grey Daturas,
Donald Byrd,
Derrick May,
Stetsasonic,
The Misunderstood,
Gastr Del Sol,
Section 25,
Bad Manners,
Minutemen,
Ornette Coleman,
The Stooges,
Gang Green,
Absolute Body Control,
China Crisis,
Harmonia,
Newcleus,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mantronix,
The Toasters,
The Gap Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Litter,
Eric Dolphy,
Masters at Work,
Amazonics,
Main Source,
The Cure,
The Trojans,
Jeff Mills,
Fat Boys,
the Sonics,
Scratch Acid,
The Moody Blues,
Mark Hollis,
Robert Hood,
Robert Wyatt,
Sonic Youth,
Matthew Halsall,
Bootsy Collins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Theoretical Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
One Last Wish,
Ten City,
Infiniti,
JFA,
Jandek,
Inner City,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.