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 Somalia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Archie Shepp 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
London Community Gospel Choir,
B.T. Express,
Andrew Hill,
The Barracudas,
Fat Boys,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Little Man,
The Knickerbockers,
The Martian,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crooked Eye,
Hot Snakes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ronan,
The Moody Blues,
cv313,
Model 500,
Icehouse,
Essential Logic,
Deepchord,
Duran Duran,
Anthony Braxton,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Josef K,
Lucky Dragons,
Newcleus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wings,
The Fugs,
Todd Rundgren,
Harpers Bizarre,
Blossom Toes,
Matthew Bourne,
The Tremeloes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soul II Soul,
Angry Samoans,
Television,
Niagra,
K-Klass,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Anakelly,
Brass Construction,
The Cure,
Main Source,
Crash Course in Science,
Scratch Acid,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter & Gordon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Absolute Body Control,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nirvana,
Rotary Connection,
Derrick May,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soulsonic Force,
Bill Near,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.