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 Togo and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Flash Fearless to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Joey Negro,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hasil Adkins,
Popol Vuh,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Sheep,
Fela Kuti,
Shuggie Otis,
Nirvana,
Tomorrow,
Massinfluence,
Lou Reed,
48th St. Collective,
UT,
Shoche,
Neil Young,
Brothers Johnson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Unrelated Segments,
The Blackbyrds,
The Techniques,
Ohio Players,
Rites of Spring,
Gabor Szabo,
Yellowson,
T.S.O.L.,
Duran Duran,
The Tremeloes,
The New Christs,
a-ha,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ludus,
The Toasters,
June Days,
New York Dolls,
The Mummies,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sun City Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rakim,
The Seeds,
EPMD,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Sonics,
Anthony Braxton,
Scott Walker,
The Cowsills,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Isaac Hayes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Arab on Radar,
Peter & Gordon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
X-101,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Can,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.