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 Grenada and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet 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 Motorama to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Davy DMX,
Steve Hackett,
Ultimate Spinach,
Matthew Halsall,
The J.B.'s,
Morten Harket,
Grey Daturas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Essential Logic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jandek,
the Normal,
OOIOO,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bob Dylan,
The Stooges,
Skaos,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Cramps,
The Grass Roots,
John Cale,
David Bowie,
Fela Kuti,
Magazine,
Rosa Yemen,
R.M.O.,
Mark Hollis,
the Sonics,
Wire,
ABBA,
Blossom Toes,
Brick,
Sound Behaviour,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Accadde A,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bill Near,
Todd Rundgren,
Heaven 17,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Move,
Q and Not U,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joy Division,
Gil Scott Heron,
Trumans Water,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Carl Craig,
Panda Bear,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sun Ra,
Deadbeat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Black Dice,
Easy Going,
The Dave Clark Five,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.