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 Poland and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dennis Brown to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Juan Atkins,
Sun City Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
Eddi Front,
H. Thieme,
Lindisfarne,
Curtis Mayfield,
Anakelly,
Goldenarms,
The Divine Comedy,
Severed Heads,
Newcleus,
Outsiders,
Ultra Naté,
Icehouse,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Aaron Thompson,
Andrew Hill,
The Raincoats,
Mars,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Sherman,
The Knickerbockers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brand Nubian,
Slick Rick,
Harry Pussy,
Kayak,
Crash Course in Science,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Easy Going,
Inner City,
Mo-Dettes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Slackers,
Scientists,
Index,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Golliwogs,
Barrington Levy,
Parry Music,
Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang Starr,
Black Sheep,
La Düsseldorf,
Television,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Das Ding,
The Martian,
The Fugs,
David McCallum,
Stiv Bators,
Royal Trux,
Sparks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Magma,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.