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 Nigeria and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Toasters to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kinks. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roxy Music,
Pere Ubu,
Sonny Sharrock,
Todd Terry,
Deakin,
Hardrive,
Soul II Soul,
Quantec,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ohio Players,
Graham Central Station,
Tubeway Army,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Symarip,
Man Parrish,
Au Pairs,
The Saints,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jawbox,
The Young Rascals,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bluetip,
Fluxion,
Camberwell Now,
The Happenings,
Eve St. Jones,
Mars,
Erasure,
The Fortunes,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Star Department,
Drexciya,
The Red Krayola,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
PIL,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Associates,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Standells,
Wally Richardson,
This Heat,
E-Dancer,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hasil Adkins,
Hoover,
Von Mondo,
the Sonics,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Count Five,
Anakelly,
Boogie Down Productions,
Blake Baxter,
The Durutti Column,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.