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 Belgium and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sonic Youth to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Laurel Aitken,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yusef Lateef,
New Age Steppers,
Quando Quango,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Organ,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Monolake,
Smog,
Janne Schatter,
The Evens,
Infiniti,
Derrick May,
The Names,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wings,
Cal Tjader,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Byron Stingily,
Fat Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobby Byrd,
Cymande,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Standells,
Japan,
Second Layer,
Erasure,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Black Dice,
Skarface,
CMW,
Soft Cell,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scan 7,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Count Five,
Youth Brigade,
Kerri Chandler,
Charles Mingus,
Royal Trux,
Das Ding,
The Doors,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Slits,
Brick,
Cluster,
B.T. Express,
Soft Machine,
The American Breed,
Sun City Girls,
KRS-One,
Jawbox,
Ronnie Foster,
Subhumans,
Neu!,
UT,
The Pretty Things,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.