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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Lagos and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
The Pretty Things,
Guru Guru,
The Gap Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Selecter,
Donny Hathaway,
Thompson Twins,
Junior Murvin,
Mad Mike,
Basic Channel,
The Toasters,
Scientists,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hot Snakes,
Excepter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Deadbeat,
Silicon Teens,
Faraquet,
Lee Hazlewood,
ABBA,
The Electric Prunes,
Stiv Bators,
The Neon Judgement,
Sound Behaviour,
The Techniques,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Slick Rick,
Tommy Roe,
Warsaw,
Sonny Sharrock,
Skaos,
Arab on Radar,
Bill Near,
Cybotron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Vogues,
The Seeds,
Can,
Banda Bassotti,
Nation of Ulysses,
Max Romeo,
Brass Construction,
Lucky Dragons,
Iggy Pop,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Skatalites,
Boredoms,
OOIOO,
Kayak,
The American Breed,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fall,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Audionom,
Colin Newman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.