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 Japan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Youth Brigade to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
The Associates,
Hoover,
Frankie Knuckles,
Audionom,
Brothers Johnson,
Scrapy,
Fela Kuti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minny Pops,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Starr,
Visage,
48th St. Collective,
PIL,
Soft Cell,
Little Man,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Can,
Surgeon,
June of 44,
Fat Boys,
Harmonia,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Stooges,
The Victims,
Marvin Gaye,
Drive Like Jehu,
Essential Logic,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Moleskins,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Davy DMX,
Bad Manners,
Fugazi,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joe Finger,
The Walker Brothers,
Adolescents,
Barbara Tucker,
Sarah Menescal,
The Neon Judgement,
Anakelly,
David Axelrod,
New York Dolls,
The Monks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
B.T. Express,
Brass Construction,
Boredoms,
Black Bananas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Darondo,
The Residents,
Wings,
Neil Young,
Lightning Bolt,
Rakim,
the Germs,
Pantytec,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.