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 Vanuatu and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Laurel Aitken,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Newcleus,
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fire Engines,
Funkadelic,
Lakeside,
Dawn Penn,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ronnie Foster,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joe Smooth,
Model 500,
Man Parrish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ossler,
Can,
Al Stewart,
The Pop Group,
Dead Boys,
Animal Collective,
The Smoke,
The Gap Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
B.T. Express,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Country Teasers,
John Cale,
The Standells,
Kenny Larkin,
Tomorrow,
Black Moon,
Minutemen,
Interpol,
Chris Corsano,
Goldenarms,
Morten Harket,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Slick Rick,
Kool Moe Dee,
Roxette,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eric Copeland,
Von Mondo,
Alphaville,
Q and Not U,
X-Ray Spex,
The Mojo Men,
The Music Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Organ,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.