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 Turkey and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Prince Buster to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Urselle,
Boredoms,
Porter Ricks,
Don Cherry,
Wings,
The Mojo Men,
Guru Guru,
La Düsseldorf,
Minnie Riperton,
Donald Byrd,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Standells,
Mark Hollis,
Funky Four + One,
China Crisis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pulsallama,
Motorama,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Dirtbombs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ten City,
Swell Maps,
The Angels of Light,
Eric B and Rakim,
Echospace,
Royal Trux,
Buzzcocks,
X-102,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nirvana,
Blancmange,
Technova,
48th St. Collective,
Icehouse,
The American Breed,
Eve St. Jones,
The Stooges,
Nas,
Skarface,
The Modern Lovers,
Outsiders,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Wyatt,
The Invisible,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mars,
Kas Product,
Godley & Creme,
Jerry Gold Smith,
In Retrospect,
The Knickerbockers,
Harmonia,
Erykah Badu,
Cluster,
Erasure,
Second Layer,
Stockholm Monsters,
Freddie Wadling,
Symarip,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.