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 Slovakia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 David Bowie 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 Rosa Yemen to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Skaos,
Blancmange,
Leonard Cohen,
Yusef Lateef,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yellowson,
Flash Fearless,
Accadde A,
Negative Approach,
Vladislav Delay,
Skarface,
Todd Rundgren,
Bill Wells,
Wally Richardson,
The Stooges,
Quando Quango,
Guru Guru,
Nation of Ulysses,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eric Copeland,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Pretty Things,
X-102,
OOIOO,
Zero Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Godley & Creme,
The Knickerbockers,
Schoolly D,
Shoche,
David McCallum,
Man Parrish,
Unwound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Busters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Urselle,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Associates,
Alice Coltrane,
Iggy Pop,
10cc,
Talk Talk,
Agitation Free,
Brand Nubian,
The Walker Brothers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Index,
Panda Bear,
Neu!,
Unrelated Segments,
Erasure,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.