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 Austria and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes 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 Jandek to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Frankie Knuckles,
The Saints,
Cymande,
Susan Cadogan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Motorama,
Lower 48,
the Sonics,
Prince Buster,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Intrusion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crash Course in Science,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Half Japanese,
Sällskapet,
Amon Düül II,
The Barracudas,
Neil Young,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter and Kerry,
Rites of Spring,
Porter Ricks,
Pole,
Model 500,
Joensuu 1685,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rod Modell,
Royal Trux,
Japan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Delta 5,
Donald Byrd,
Roxy Music,
Monks,
Adolescents,
Bobby Womack,
The Fugs,
Byron Stingily,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Surgeon,
Ronan,
Eddi Front,
Dawn Penn,
The Cramps,
Mars,
Can,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Slits,
Faraquet,
Chris & Cosey,
Ornette Coleman,
The Evens,
Max Romeo,
Gichy Dan,
The Moleskins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.