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 Liechtenstein and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Marine Girls to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Joe Smooth,
Jandek,
The Wake,
Funky Four + One,
Eve St. Jones,
The United States of America,
Erasure,
Nas,
June Days,
The Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fall,
Underground Resistance,
Joensuu 1685,
Television Personalities,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Anthony Braxton,
Mr. Review,
Erykah Badu,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eurythmics,
Big Daddy Kane,
Moby Grape,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sound Behaviour,
Janne Schatter,
Albert Ayler,
Goldenarms,
Laurel Aitken,
Danielle Patucci,
Neil Young,
Iggy Pop,
Barrington Levy,
The Fuzztones,
L. Decosne,
James White and The Blacks,
Eric Copeland,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aural Exciters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Al Stewart,
Duran Duran,
the Human League,
Swans,
Zero Boys,
DNA,
Agitation Free,
X-Ray Spex,
Ornette Coleman,
Maleditus Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
Johnny Clarke,
Lalann,
The Vogues,
Drexciya,
Stiv Bators,
Gastr Del Sol,
Babytalk,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.