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 Azerbaijan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 Sällskapet to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
KRS-One,
Dual Sessions,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Electric Prunes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Massinfluence,
Half Japanese,
Bang On A Can,
Jawbox,
Michelle Simonal,
Godley & Creme,
Yellowson,
The Martian,
Clear Light,
Sarah Menescal,
Pagans,
The Monochrome Set,
cv313,
Kayak,
Robert Hood,
Barry Ungar,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rapeman,
The Cowsills,
Little Man,
Aloha Tigers,
Slave,
The Cramps,
Echospace,
Minnie Riperton,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
R.M.O.,
Wasted Youth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wally Richardson,
Terry Callier,
Arthur Verocai,
Nick Fraelich,
The Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
The Mojo Men,
B.T. Express,
The Velvet Underground,
Monks,
Mantronix,
Pet Shop Boys,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ituana,
The Modern Lovers,
MC5,
Desert Stars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eric Copeland,
Sandy B,
Goldenarms,
The Saints,
Jerry's Kids,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.