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 Burkina and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare 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 The Misunderstood to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
The Searchers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Little Man,
Bronski Beat,
Ronnie Foster,
Au Pairs,
Anakelly,
Brothers Johnson,
Al Stewart,
The Trojans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eurythmics,
Country Teasers,
Oneida,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Soft Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Albert Ayler,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Neu!,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Grass Roots,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gang of Four,
The Slits,
Tubeway Army,
Oblivians,
Neil Young,
Throbbing Gristle,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wasted Youth,
Sixth Finger,
Inner City,
Soft Cell,
Vladislav Delay,
Kurtis Blow,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Coltrane,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joey Negro,
Pere Ubu,
Excepter,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Malaria!,
Pagans,
Clear Light,
Quadrant,
Marmalade,
Jacob Miller,
Chris Corsano,
Tears for Fears,
Robert Wyatt,
Avey Tare,
Sam Rivers,
The Zeros,
Minny Pops,
One Last Wish,
KRS-One,
Lungfish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.