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 Kazakhstan and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 organ 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 Delon & Dalcan to the rap 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
The New Christs,
Massinfluence,
Kurtis Blow,
Crispy Ambulance,
Von Mondo,
The Kinks,
Dawn Penn,
Faust,
Swell Maps,
Grey Daturas,
Graham Central Station,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yazoo,
Marine Girls,
Inner City,
Young Marble Giants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Arthur Verocai,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Brand Nubian,
X-Ray Spex,
Hasil Adkins,
Sam Rivers,
Gabor Szabo,
CMW,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Symarip,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Fall,
Thompson Twins,
One Last Wish,
John Coltrane,
Saccharine Trust,
Depeche Mode,
Average White Band,
Wasted Youth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Easy Going,
Soulsonic Force,
Moby Grape,
Flipper,
Cameo,
Alton Ellis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Lydon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Interpol,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Skriet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Moss Icon,
Ponytail,
KRS-One,
The Misunderstood,
Thee Headcoats,
Ohio Players,
Moebius,
The Victims,
Laurel Aitken,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.