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 Equatorial Guinea and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
The Black Dice,
Royal Trux,
The Human League,
Tubeway Army,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jacob Miller,
Erykah Badu,
Theoretical Girls,
a-ha,
Warren Ellis,
Bobby Byrd,
Trumans Water,
The Dirtbombs,
The Index,
kango's stein massive,
DJ Sneak,
Organ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sister Nancy,
Brand Nubian,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mr. Review,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
MC5,
Colin Newman,
Adolescents,
Mad Mike,
Unwound,
Pagans,
Eden Ahbez,
Country Teasers,
Lyres,
Khruangbin,
The American Breed,
Rhythm & Sound,
Urselle,
Wasted Youth,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Radiohead,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
R.M.O.,
Pylon,
The Count Five,
Minor Threat,
Agitation Free,
The Seeds,
The Move,
Camberwell Now,
Pole,
Aaron Thompson,
Godley & Creme,
the Bar-Kays,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joyce Sims,
Crime,
Flash Fearless,
Easy Going,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.