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 Cape Verde and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and New York.
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 Holger Czukay 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 Massinfluence to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All June Days 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 crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
The Count Five,
the Human League,
Country Teasers,
Siglo XX,
Fear,
The Modern Lovers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joey Negro,
Johnny Clarke,
Depeche Mode,
Godley & Creme,
Skaos,
Marmalade,
Idris Muhammad,
Minnie Riperton,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Minor Threat,
Mad Mike,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Surgeon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Thee Headcoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eli Mardock,
Essential Logic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Red Krayola,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang Starr,
Cheater Slicks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Bad Manners,
Q and Not U,
L. Decosne,
Television,
Schoolly D,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Neu!,
The Birthday Party,
Scratch Acid,
John Holt,
Hardrive,
Rapeman,
Eden Ahbez,
Audionom,
Icehouse,
The Zeros,
Lakeside,
Max Romeo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Grass Roots,
New York Dolls,
Josef K,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bang On A Can,
MC5,
D'Angelo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Peter & Gordon,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.