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 Macedonia and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Monks to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond 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 an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Man Parrish,
Mars,
Nirvana,
the Human League,
Flipper,
The Toasters,
Supertramp,
Soul II Soul,
New Age Steppers,
Yusef Lateef,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Procol Harum,
Sugar Minott,
Crispian St. Peters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mandrill,
Sister Nancy,
Fatback Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gichy Dan,
Eric Copeland,
CMW,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Associates,
Camberwell Now,
Black Pus,
Joyce Sims,
Clear Light,
Section 25,
John Cale,
Bob Dylan,
The Grass Roots,
Matthew Bourne,
JFA,
Chris & Cosey,
MC5,
Zapp,
Dark Day,
Lalann,
Nico,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Monochrome Set,
Arthur Verocai,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bauhaus,
The Busters,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Porter Ricks,
Nick Fraelich,
Mad Mike,
Avey Tare,
World's Most,
John Foxx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warren Ellis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eddi Front,
Siglo XX,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.