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 South Sudan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Halifax.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Severed Heads to the dance 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Half Japanese,
Andrew Hill,
Roxy Music,
Kas Product,
Graham Central Station,
Livin' Joy,
ABBA,
The Wake,
L. Decosne,
Quando Quango,
Rufus Thomas,
Godley & Creme,
the Human League,
The Human League,
Black Bananas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Essential Logic,
Junior Murvin,
Charles Mingus,
Easy Going,
Lebanon Hanover,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jeff Lynne,
Fela Kuti,
China Crisis,
Jerry's Kids,
Khruangbin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hot Snakes,
Fad Gadget,
Bill Near,
Terry Callier,
Lalo Schifrin,
U.S. Maple,
Sister Nancy,
The Selecter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sonics,
Hashim,
Lindisfarne,
Model 500,
Bang On A Can,
The Moleskins,
Colin Newman,
Parry Music,
The Grass Roots,
Soul II Soul,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minor Threat,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jawbox,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lungfish,
Sam Rivers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.