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 Croatia 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Japan 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cecil Taylor,
Sonic Youth,
The Fire Engines,
Bill Wells,
Faraquet,
Sound Behaviour,
Boogie Down Productions,
Simply Red,
Erykah Badu,
Bauhaus,
E-Dancer,
Prince Buster,
Rod Modell,
Sällskapet,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Evens,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Leaves,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Sherman,
The Sonics,
The Saints,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pulsallama,
Amon Düül II,
Judy Mowatt,
Saccharine Trust,
Heaven 17,
Tom Boy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Donny Hathaway,
Junior Murvin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Buckinghams,
Ossler,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Groovy Waters,
AZ,
Excepter,
The Neon Judgement,
the Association,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jandek,
D'Angelo,
The Five Americans,
Hashim,
Michelle Simonal,
The Blackbyrds,
Terrestrial Tones,
Morten Harket,
Television,
The Golliwogs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
kango's stein massive,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Dead C,
Eric Dolphy,
the Human League,
John Lydon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Can,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.