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 Ecuador and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Donald Fagen 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 Joe Finger to the grunge 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a H. Thieme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Human League,
Sugar Minott,
Technova,
Slave,
Los Fastidios,
Cymande,
the Bar-Kays,
Morten Harket,
Bootsy Collins,
Au Pairs,
Index,
Matthew Halsall,
Barclay James Harvest,
Joe Finger,
Scan 7,
Altered Images,
Sarah Menescal,
Brass Construction,
Scott Walker,
Camouflage,
EPMD,
Hardrive,
Al Stewart,
This Heat,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Sherman,
Thompson Twins,
Zapp,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Selecter,
Tubeway Army,
Bluetip,
Max Romeo,
Nation of Ulysses,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Infiniti,
Popol Vuh,
Chris Corsano,
the Slits,
Flipper,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Neu!,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Don Cherry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dark Day,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
LL Cool J,
Marvin Gaye,
The Slackers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tommy Roe,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soul II Soul,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
CMW,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.