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 Turkey and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet 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 Funky Four + One to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Mantronix,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Desert Stars,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chrome,
The Slackers,
The Smiths,
The Monks,
Fluxion,
Metal Thangz,
ABC,
FM Einheit,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Youth Brigade,
Adolescents,
Guru Guru,
Public Enemy,
Hot Snakes,
Fugazi,
Nation of Ulysses,
Little Man,
Susan Cadogan,
Von Mondo,
The Leaves,
Gang Green,
Stetsasonic,
Tres Demented,
The Evens,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pussy Galore,
Subhumans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Stereo Dub,
The Human League,
Swans,
Skriet,
Tom Boy,
Brand Nubian,
Maleditus Sound,
Eli Mardock,
Easy Going,
Saccharine Trust,
Can,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pylon,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Doobie Brothers,
Minnie Riperton,
Cheater Slicks,
The Sonics,
Average White Band,
Babytalk,
Radiohead,
Boogie Down Productions,
Khruangbin,
Todd Rundgren,
Audionom,
Lower 48,
Ultra Naté,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.