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 Haiti and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
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 theremin 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 John Holt to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Blackbyrds,
Au Pairs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Pop Group,
Crime,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Moon,
Danielle Patucci,
Chrome,
Lower 48,
Isaac Hayes,
The Knickerbockers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dawn Penn,
The Remains,
The Move,
Marc Almond,
Stereo Dub,
Bauhaus,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fad Gadget,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bluetip,
One Last Wish,
D'Angelo,
June of 44,
Skarface,
The Moleskins,
Pagans,
DJ Sneak,
Iggy Pop,
Rhythm & Sound,
Niagra,
Zapp,
Rites of Spring,
Loose Ends,
Procol Harum,
Alison Limerick,
Goldenarms,
Delta 5,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Half Japanese,
Deakin,
Tomorrow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Moss Icon,
Saccharine Trust,
Swans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Womack,
Chris & Cosey,
Liliput,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Angels of Light,
DJ Style,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.