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 Armenia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ten City to the electroclash 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Trojans,
Babytalk,
Bang On A Can,
Circle Jerks,
Al Stewart,
Sarah Menescal,
ABBA,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fear,
Freddie Wadling,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Juan Atkins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jacques Brel,
Althea and Donna,
Michelle Simonal,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fire Engines,
Eden Ahbez,
Scott Walker,
June of 44,
the Sonics,
Electric Prunes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gabor Szabo,
The Victims,
Y Pants,
Colin Newman,
June Days,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Index,
Panda Bear,
Reuben Wilson,
Porter Ricks,
Trumans Water,
Max Romeo,
Wolf Eyes,
Royal Trux,
B.T. Express,
Judy Mowatt,
Bobby Byrd,
Marc Almond,
Marvin Gaye,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Essential Logic,
The Real Kids,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Maleditus Sound,
L. Decosne,
Alphaville,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Seeds,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.