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 Lebanon and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 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 Josef K to the jazz 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
The Gap Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Motions,
Bang On A Can,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Human League,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang of Four,
The Saints,
the Germs,
Thompson Twins,
The Golliwogs,
Amazonics,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crash Course in Science,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Smoke,
Delta 5,
cv313,
UT,
Susan Cadogan,
Magazine,
Janne Schatter,
Ten City,
Soul II Soul,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jimmy McGriff,
Colin Newman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Swell Maps,
Sexual Harrassment,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed,
The Evens,
Ohio Players,
EPMD,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lyres,
Terry Callier,
PIL,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Saccharine Trust,
The Music Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Bronski Beat,
8 Eyed Spy,
kango's stein massive,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jacques Brel,
Crime,
Tomorrow,
Marvin Gaye,
Anakelly,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Amon Düül,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.