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 Mexico and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 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 Rapeman to the grunge 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 Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Toni Rubio,
World's Most,
Gichy Dan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Roger Hodgson,
X-Ray Spex,
The Velvet Underground,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Spoonie Gee,
These Immortal Souls,
Fugazi,
Althea and Donna,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-101,
The Gun Club,
Anakelly,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soul II Soul,
The Dead C,
Leonard Cohen,
The Walker Brothers,
Eric Dolphy,
Franke,
Cluster,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tomorrow,
Camouflage,
The Modern Lovers,
Quadrant,
Fluxion,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Barracudas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Leaves,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pantytec,
a-ha,
The Gap Band,
Dawn Penn,
Harmonia,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yellowson,
Max Romeo,
Ituana,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crime,
Reuben Wilson,
Main Source,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cecil Taylor,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rosa Yemen,
Aswad,
Jeff Mills,
Swans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Moebius,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
FM Einheit,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.