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 Belize and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar 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 Stockholm Monsters to the grunge 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Smog,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Oblivians,
Michelle Simonal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Count Five,
Loose Ends,
Brand Nubian,
Juan Atkins,
Massinfluence,
Gang Starr,
Amon Düül,
Charles Mingus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fugs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fugazi,
Neil Young,
Jerry's Kids,
Boredoms,
Barry Ungar,
The Blues Magoos,
Matthew Halsall,
Infiniti,
Tears for Fears,
Siglo XX,
10cc,
Delta 5,
Moby Grape,
Traffic Nightmare,
FM Einheit,
Sparks,
Todd Rundgren,
Severed Heads,
The Buckinghams,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Smiths,
Ituana,
The Golliwogs,
Hasil Adkins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Robert Hood,
cv313,
E-Dancer,
Black Bananas,
Nirvana,
Bluetip,
Sällskapet,
Section 25,
Zapp,
Pere Ubu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bill Near,
Grey Daturas,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.