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 Mauritania and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rosa Yemen to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerrie Biddell,
Country Teasers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Robert Hood,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wire,
Joy Division,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Terry Callier,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deepchord,
Unwound,
Hoover,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Technova,
Ten City,
Pulsallama,
Magazine,
Second Layer,
Bootsy Collins,
Heaven 17,
Grey Daturas,
The Zeros,
Symarip,
Janne Schatter,
Suburban Knight,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bill Wells,
Nirvana,
John Cale,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Misunderstood,
Jandek,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soulsonic Force,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Curtis Mayfield,
Erykah Badu,
Porter Ricks,
Fluxion,
Boogie Down Productions,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eli Mardock,
Thee Headcoats,
cv313,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Walker Brothers,
Television,
the Fania All-Stars,
Aaron Thompson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Monolake,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nas,
Sun City Girls,
Chris Corsano,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.