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 Mexico and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Supertramp to the grunge 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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Pantytec,
Jacob Miller,
Pet Shop Boys,
Panda Bear,
Bill Near,
Barry Ungar,
Thompson Twins,
Cybotron,
Monks,
Janne Schatter,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crime,
MDC,
Tim Buckley,
Harpers Bizarre,
Stereo Dub,
Faust,
DJ Style,
Gabor Szabo,
Banda Bassotti,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Index,
Tom Boy,
Mark Hollis,
Cheater Slicks,
Morten Harket,
Blake Baxter,
Monolake,
The Human League,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eden Ahbez,
Unwound,
LL Cool J,
Talk Talk,
The Toasters,
Groovy Waters,
Connie Case,
The Techniques,
Camouflage,
Harmonia,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Derrick Morgan,
Hardrive,
Delta 5,
Negative Approach,
Crooked Eye,
Smog,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Symarip,
CMW,
Erasure,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dark Day,
Mantronix,
Sandy B,
The Flesh Eaters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Animal Collective,
Roger Hodgson,
The Slits,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.