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 Ecuador and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 David McCallum to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Connie Case,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DJ Style,
Lakeside,
Eve St. Jones,
Toni Rubio,
Sarah Menescal,
The Count Five,
Cybotron,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Altered Images,
Tears for Fears,
Minutemen,
KRS-One,
Scientists,
The Misunderstood,
Swans,
Main Source,
Aural Exciters,
Sister Nancy,
Ice-T,
Interpol,
The Gun Club,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Busters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mo-Dettes,
Hashim,
the Bar-Kays,
Harry Pussy,
Man Parrish,
Intrusion,
X-101,
Severed Heads,
The Pretty Things,
These Immortal Souls,
The Modern Lovers,
Agitation Free,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lyres,
Erasure,
Bobby Sherman,
Chrome,
Arcadia,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barrington Levy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Pop Group,
Boz Scaggs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lucky Dragons,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New Order,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stereo Dub,
Cal Tjader,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.