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 Montenegro and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Circle Jerks to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
The Litter,
Brick,
Model 500,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Malaria!,
Glambeats Corp.,
Robert Hood,
Nick Fraelich,
New Order,
The Fuzztones,
The Saints,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
June Days,
the Association,
Skarface,
June of 44,
Buzzcocks,
The Sound,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Trojans,
Max Romeo,
Chris & Cosey,
The Walker Brothers,
Lungfish,
Drexciya,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ronnie Foster,
Anakelly,
Ten City,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Slits,
Thee Headcoats,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
R.M.O.,
Nirvana,
Con Funk Shun,
Pet Shop Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
The Golliwogs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Zero Boys,
The Pop Group,
In Retrospect,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Severed Heads,
Eric Copeland,
Hardrive,
Joey Negro,
Mandrill,
The Barracudas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soul II Soul,
Scion,
The Index,
Monks,
Deakin,
Al Stewart,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.