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 Oman and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Qualms 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Liliput,
Rufus Thomas,
The Blackbyrds,
The Golliwogs,
Pylon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tears for Fears,
Rites of Spring,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lakeside,
The Dead C,
Q and Not U,
Faraquet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cameo,
Donny Hathaway,
Little Man,
Aswad,
The Real Kids,
The Monks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pantaleimon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Aural Exciters,
Marvin Gaye,
Carl Craig,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dawn Penn,
The Raincoats,
Crispian St. Peters,
Half Japanese,
Quantec,
Joey Negro,
Erasure,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Arcadia,
The Neon Judgement,
MDC,
Franke,
Moby Grape,
Anakelly,
Hoover,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lindisfarne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Oneida,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Josef K,
Kayak,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.