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 Guinea and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Metal Thangz to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fad Gadget,
Mo-Dettes,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-Ray Spex,
Spandau Ballet,
EPMD,
Funkadelic,
The Cure,
The Moody Blues,
Unrelated Segments,
The Raincoats,
The Stooges,
Nils Olav,
Gerry Rafferty,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Radiohead,
Henry Cow,
Amon Düül II,
Stereo Dub,
Wire,
Pussy Galore,
Marmalade,
the Normal,
Nas,
John Coltrane,
Outsiders,
Rekid,
Yellowson,
Brothers Johnson,
Pylon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Funky Four + One,
Alton Ellis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Shadows of Knight,
Guru Guru,
X-102,
PIL,
Zapp,
Depeche Mode,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Deakin,
Robert Görl,
Harpers Bizarre,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Charles Mingus,
LL Cool J,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soulsonic Force,
Graham Central Station,
Junior Murvin,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Moleskins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Amon Düül,
Faust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bob Dylan,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.