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 Belize and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ 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 B.T. Express to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marmalade,
The Motions,
Von Mondo,
The Slits,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mark Hollis,
The Litter,
The Birthday Party,
Jandek,
Con Funk Shun,
Danielle Patucci,
Little Man,
Nas,
China Crisis,
Bill Near,
The Selecter,
The Divine Comedy,
Rekid,
Young Marble Giants,
Alphaville,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sonic Youth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Negative Approach,
DJ Style,
Japan,
Skriet,
The Moody Blues,
R.M.O.,
The Fugs,
Warsaw,
cv313,
Warren Ellis,
D'Angelo,
ABC,
Masters at Work,
X-Ray Spex,
Johnny Osbourne,
Visage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Leonard Cohen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Faust,
Flamin' Groovies,
Minny Pops,
Sarah Menescal,
Andrew Hill,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ice-T,
Mad Mike,
In Retrospect,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Neon Judgement,
The Trojans,
Johnny Clarke,
Judy Mowatt,
Quantec,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.