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 Eritrea and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the electroclash 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
The Mojo Men,
Lakeside,
Nik Kershaw,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Byron Stingily,
Bang On A Can,
Outsiders,
Roxy Music,
Animal Collective,
Faraquet,
The Blackbyrds,
Slave,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soft Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
The Doors,
Radiohead,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gichy Dan,
Moby Grape,
Nas,
Unwound,
Drexciya,
Infiniti,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Womack,
the Fania All-Stars,
Iggy Pop,
Agent Orange,
Glambeats Corp.,
Malaria!,
Main Source,
Jerry's Kids,
Brick,
Eurythmics,
Ludus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Urselle,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Neon Judgement,
The Victims,
Can,
Traffic Nightmare,
Royal Trux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kerri Chandler,
Leonard Cohen,
Ronnie Foster,
E-Dancer,
Arthur Verocai,
Little Man,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Coltrane,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
UT,
Jesper Dahlback,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Smog,
Blossom Toes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
U.S. Maple,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.