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 Palau and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Radiopuhelimet to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Gun Club,
The Monochrome Set,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gichy Dan,
The Toasters,
Yaz,
Howard Jones,
Neu!,
Banda Bassotti,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Human League,
Lungfish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Skarface,
FM Einheit,
Harry Pussy,
Magma,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Searchers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rod Modell,
Main Source,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pere Ubu,
Toni Rubio,
Dark Day,
The Knickerbockers,
Agitation Free,
Pussy Galore,
Theoretical Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Al Stewart,
Lyres,
Chrome,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The American Breed,
Tomorrow,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joyce Sims,
Amon Düül II,
JFA,
10cc,
Minny Pops,
Fear,
Agent Orange,
The J.B.'s,
Zero Boys,
Marmalade,
Don Cherry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joey Negro,
The Fortunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yusef Lateef,
Icehouse,
Sunsets and Hearts,
New York Dolls,
Robert Görl,
Deadbeat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Japan,
R.M.O.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.