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 Cyprus and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 güiro 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 Moby Grape to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds 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?
Matthew Bourne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Invisible,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kayak,
The Music Machine,
Howard Jones,
The Sound,
Goldenarms,
JFA,
One Last Wish,
The J.B.'s,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Shoche,
Quando Quango,
Saccharine Trust,
Ten City,
Thompson Twins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Stooges,
Echospace,
Donny Hathaway,
The Residents,
Thee Headcoats,
Porter Ricks,
Cluster,
Funkadelic,
Bill Near,
Roxette,
Rhythm & Sound,
Essential Logic,
The Tremeloes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scrapy,
Todd Terry,
a-ha,
Soft Machine,
Sonny Sharrock,
Altered Images,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sunsets and Hearts,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rakim,
Marshall Jefferson,
cv313,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Velvet Underground,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nik Kershaw,
Wings,
Joyce Sims,
Fugazi,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Walker Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
Swans,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.