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 Gabon and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yazoo to the disco 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Inner City,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Interpol,
Guru Guru,
Rekid,
Icehouse,
Althea and Donna,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Litter,
Marine Girls,
Bootsy Collins,
The Barracudas,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultravox,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Dirtbombs,
The Blues Magoos,
Brothers Johnson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kerrie Biddell,
Toni Rubio,
Reagan Youth,
Tommy Roe,
Nick Fraelich,
The Vogues,
LL Cool J,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
Radiohead,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tom Boy,
Monks,
Minny Pops,
Little Man,
Aswad,
ABC,
Soft Cell,
DJ Sneak,
Eden Ahbez,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Grauzone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Harry Pussy,
Sun City Girls,
Black Bananas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Arthur Verocai,
X-102,
The Modern Lovers,
Steve Hackett,
Charles Mingus,
Q and Not U,
Kas Product,
the Normal,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The New Christs,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.