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 Bulgaria and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ten City to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bill Near,
Josef K,
The Victims,
Crime,
Swell Maps,
Yaz,
These Immortal Souls,
The Searchers,
Zero Boys,
Television Personalities,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pantaleimon,
Marc Almond,
Gerry Rafferty,
Alison Limerick,
CMW,
Nik Kershaw,
Soft Cell,
Bootsy Collins,
Franke,
X-102,
Adolescents,
Average White Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lakeside,
In Retrospect,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Flash Fearless,
Nils Olav,
Blossom Toes,
Harry Pussy,
Barry Ungar,
The Cramps,
Half Japanese,
Simply Red,
Sonic Youth,
Main Source,
Lou Christie,
Howard Jones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Los Fastidios,
Livin' Joy,
Sam Rivers,
Animal Collective,
Chris Corsano,
The Electric Prunes,
Accadde A,
Dave Gahan,
Alton Ellis,
T.S.O.L.,
Organ,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eden Ahbez,
Deadbeat,
Faraquet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Surgeon,
The Dead C,
The Barracudas,
Jacob Miller,
The J.B.'s,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.