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 Cambodia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Dead C to the grime 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell 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 a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Soft Cell,
Man Parrish,
CMW,
the Slits,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris Corsano,
Eddi Front,
June of 44,
Lalann,
Deepchord,
Rod Modell,
Marmalade,
Joy Division,
Jerry's Kids,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Darondo,
Todd Rundgren,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Metal Thangz,
the Germs,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Grass Roots,
Delta 5,
Anakelly,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Blake Baxter,
Frankie Knuckles,
Amon Düül,
The Golliwogs,
The Gun Club,
Absolute Body Control,
MDC,
The Kinks,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Monochrome Set,
The Angels of Light,
The Trojans,
The Gories,
Erykah Badu,
Black Flag,
Colin Newman,
Dark Day,
Main Source,
Letta Mbulu,
Gregory Isaacs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Buzzcocks,
Section 25,
Brick,
Tres Demented,
Jeru the Damaja,
FM Einheit,
Stereo Dub,
Sarah Menescal,
Sound Behaviour,
David Bowie,
Blossom Toes,
Patti Smith,
Gang Starr,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.