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 Chad and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Judy Mowatt,
Schoolly D,
Ituana,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
David McCallum,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Sheep,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Human League,
Echospace,
The Victims,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dead Boys,
EPMD,
48th St. Collective,
Malaria!,
Camberwell Now,
John Holt,
Robert Wyatt,
Gregory Isaacs,
David Bowie,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sarah Menescal,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Swans,
The Angels of Light,
Juan Atkins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Faraquet,
Roxy Music,
Y Pants,
The Cramps,
Monolake,
Blancmange,
Maurizio,
Yazoo,
Aaron Thompson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Raincoats,
Erasure,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gil Scott Heron,
Reuben Wilson,
Davy DMX,
Oneida,
The Divine Comedy,
Excepter,
the Sonics,
Whodini,
Soft Machine,
Agent Orange,
China Crisis,
The Stooges,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.