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 Libya and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dark Day to the grime 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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Panda Bear,
Shoche,
cv313,
Second Layer,
New Order,
The Alarm Clocks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Schoolly D,
Aural Exciters,
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare,
Scan 7,
Essential Logic,
Circle Jerks,
The Count Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronan,
The Evens,
The Martian,
The Saints,
Mark Hollis,
Black Bananas,
Eden Ahbez,
Reagan Youth,
Blake Baxter,
The Doobie Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
KRS-One,
Anakelly,
The Black Dice,
Tubeway Army,
Scientists,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Five Americans,
The Divine Comedy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Accadde A,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Altered Images,
Newcleus,
Niagra,
Khruangbin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mandrill,
Alison Limerick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Negative Approach,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Pop Group,
Popol Vuh,
B.T. Express,
The Detroit Cobras,
Arthur Verocai,
Sun City Girls,
Ice-T,
Darondo,
The Mummies,
Simply Red,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.