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 Saudi Arabia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Names to the dance 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Delta 5,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Echospace,
Oneida,
Laurel Aitken,
Wire,
Negative Approach,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Walker Brothers,
Qualms,
Jawbox,
Crispian St. Peters,
Yazoo,
Mark Hollis,
Dark Day,
The Kinks,
Ponytail,
Zero Boys,
New York Dolls,
Sixth Finger,
Bang On A Can,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Alphaville,
Scrapy,
Public Enemy,
Pussy Galore,
The Busters,
Skaos,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Five Americans,
Gang Green,
The Blues Magoos,
AZ,
Young Marble Giants,
Q and Not U,
Bad Manners,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Victims,
Patti Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
OOIOO,
DJ Style,
Jeff Mills,
The Red Krayola,
Sonic Youth,
The Sound,
Lucky Dragons,
Fat Boys,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Michelle Simonal,
Leonard Cohen,
Charles Mingus,
Con Funk Shun,
X-101,
The Seeds,
Chris Corsano,
Massinfluence,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.