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 New Zealand and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Drive Like Jehu to the disco 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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Brick,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Gun Club,
Zero Boys,
Barry Ungar,
Sixth Finger,
Bill Wells,
The Blackbyrds,
DJ Style,
Gabor Szabo,
The Smoke,
Wasted Youth,
The Beau Brummels,
Unrelated Segments,
Boz Scaggs,
The Count Five,
The Vogues,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Echospace,
Theoretical Girls,
Minny Pops,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mad Mike,
Eddi Front,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Liliput,
the Slits,
The Zeros,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Los Fastidios,
Alice Coltrane,
Morten Harket,
Vladislav Delay,
Charles Mingus,
Jeff Mills,
The New Christs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Oblivians,
Lakeside,
Neu!,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rosa Yemen,
Yellowson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Gladiators,
Archie Shepp,
Brothers Johnson,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hardrive,
Skriet,
Intrusion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Interpol,
Flipper,
Kurtis Blow,
Animal Collective,
Bang On A Can,
Ultravox,
Connie Case,
Cecil Taylor,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.