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 Iceland and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 The Cowsills to the grime 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Panda Bear,
Avey Tare,
the Sonics,
Los Fastidios,
Average White Band,
Alphaville,
Slave,
Index,
The New Christs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cluster,
Blancmange,
Livin' Joy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DNA,
Underground Resistance,
Bill Wells,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crash Course in Science,
The Associates,
James White and The Blacks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Japan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Q and Not U,
Letta Mbulu,
L. Decosne,
Sparks,
Massinfluence,
The Grass Roots,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dual Sessions,
Skaos,
In Retrospect,
Scan 7,
Barbara Tucker,
Fela Kuti,
Cabaret Voltaire,
World's Most,
Accadde A,
Toni Rubio,
Soulsonic Force,
Black Bananas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Pantaleimon,
Unrelated Segments,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rakim,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Moon,
Khruangbin,
Hashim,
Urselle,
Circle Jerks,
Black Sheep,
Josef K,
The Fugs,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.