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 Luxembourg and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Gastr Del Sol to the jazz 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Quadrant,
Soft Cell,
Danielle Patucci,
Loose Ends,
Maleditus Sound,
Animal Collective,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Trojans,
Sandy B,
Cymande,
Stockholm Monsters,
In Retrospect,
These Immortal Souls,
Swell Maps,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skriet,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kerri Chandler,
48th St. Collective,
Slick Rick,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fire Engines,
Nas,
EPMD,
Drexciya,
Jeff Lynne,
Charles Mingus,
Sound Behaviour,
Surgeon,
Ken Boothe,
Lindisfarne,
Dave Gahan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Cure,
Yaz,
The Motions,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dark Day,
Pantytec,
Von Mondo,
Bang On A Can,
K-Klass,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Knickerbockers,
World's Most,
The Walker Brothers,
LL Cool J,
The Associates,
Lyres,
Amon Düül II,
Qualms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Alice Coltrane,
John Cale,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cramps,
Gabor Szabo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.