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 Namibia and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Saccharine Trust to the dance 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Young Marble Giants,
La Düsseldorf,
Patti Smith,
Oneida,
Sandy B,
Lightning Bolt,
Ken Boothe,
Junior Murvin,
Soul II Soul,
Cal Tjader,
Radio Birdman,
Procol Harum,
Half Japanese,
Terry Callier,
Arthur Verocai,
D'Angelo,
June Days,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun City Girls,
The Dead C,
June of 44,
Alton Ellis,
The Gun Club,
Animal Collective,
Average White Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Glenn Branca,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cramps,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Neil Young,
Cybotron,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harmonia,
Quando Quango,
The Five Americans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ludus,
The Selecter,
Vainqueur,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barry Ungar,
Second Layer,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dawn Penn,
The Human League,
Don Cherry,
Aloha Tigers,
The Real Kids,
The Doobie Brothers,
Skaos,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chrome,
Supertramp,
Joey Negro,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Sonics,
The Grass Roots,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.