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 Thailand and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Minny Pops to the disco 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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Yellowson,
The Real Kids,
New Order,
Eric Copeland,
Eric Dolphy,
The Buckinghams,
The Barracudas,
Sparks,
Underground Resistance,
The Mojo Men,
ABBA,
Easy Going,
Reagan Youth,
Erykah Badu,
Minor Threat,
Essential Logic,
Fluxion,
Liliput,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ituana,
Lou Reed,
Ice-T,
MC5,
Traffic Nightmare,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Metal Thangz,
The Gap Band,
Hardrive,
Derrick Morgan,
Shuggie Otis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Anakelly,
Rapeman,
Severed Heads,
Albert Ayler,
Bronski Beat,
MDC,
Arthur Verocai,
The United States of America,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Organ,
Negative Approach,
Derrick May,
Tomorrow,
Jandek,
Marmalade,
Colin Newman,
Yusef Lateef,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Al Stewart,
Amon Düül,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Angry Samoans,
Graham Central Station,
Laurel Aitken,
The Knickerbockers,
Agent Orange,
Sonic Youth,
The Saints,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Evens,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.