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 Iraq and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
The Gun Club,
Arcadia,
Dennis Brown,
The Doors,
Delta 5,
The Velvet Underground,
Monolake,
Sarah Menescal,
B.T. Express,
Ronan,
Average White Band,
Mark Hollis,
Deepchord,
Bluetip,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Blossom Toes,
Moebius,
a-ha,
Popol Vuh,
Jawbox,
Sound Behaviour,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eli Mardock,
Bauhaus,
Dual Sessions,
The Fire Engines,
Charles Mingus,
China Crisis,
Kaleidoscope,
DJ Style,
Bad Manners,
The Star Department,
Alice Coltrane,
The Evens,
Joe Smooth,
Mr. Review,
June Days,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marvin Gaye,
Easy Going,
Al Stewart,
Joy Division,
Make Up,
Laurel Aitken,
The Walker Brothers,
Josef K,
Flash Fearless,
The Misunderstood,
Youth Brigade,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Amon Düül,
Kevin Saunderson,
DNA,
Black Sheep,
Rotary Connection,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.