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 China and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar 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 Minutemen to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ponytail,
Beasts of Bourbon,
UT,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Suburban Knight,
The Monks,
Cymande,
Warsaw,
Arab on Radar,
Minor Threat,
Aaron Thompson,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sandy B,
Radiohead,
Visage,
Alphaville,
Tears for Fears,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Matthew Bourne,
Johnny Osbourne,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rod Modell,
Hot Snakes,
Niagra,
The Knickerbockers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Bananas,
Sparks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Monks,
Smog,
Reuben Wilson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Anakelly,
Accadde A,
Arcadia,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moebius,
Chris Corsano,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Little Man,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camouflage,
B.T. Express,
This Heat,
The Golliwogs,
Ronnie Foster,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Das Ding,
The Fugs,
Traffic Nightmare,
U.S. Maple,
Ohio Players,
Zapp,
Eric B and Rakim,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.