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 Bhutan and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Black Bananas to the grime 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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Sister Nancy,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
Bauhaus,
The J.B.'s,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kas Product,
Hoover,
Derrick May,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lindisfarne,
Whodini,
The Barracudas,
a-ha,
Alton Ellis,
Smog,
Barry Ungar,
The American Breed,
CMW,
Excepter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Susan Cadogan,
Groovy Waters,
Dennis Brown,
Agitation Free,
Blossom Toes,
Procol Harum,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Black Dice,
La Düsseldorf,
Fugazi,
Soul II Soul,
Soft Machine,
The Five Americans,
Nick Fraelich,
Half Japanese,
Sarah Menescal,
Hardrive,
Magma,
OOIOO,
Ossler,
Nik Kershaw,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sound Behaviour,
Niagra,
Sex Pistols,
Shuggie Otis,
X-102,
the Sonics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fire Engines,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeff Lynne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.