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 Comoros and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb 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 Ralphi Rosario to the dance 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
48th St. Collective,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
James Chance & The Contortions,
Derrick Morgan,
Fela Kuti,
Deakin,
The Smiths,
The Slackers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
PIL,
The Zeros,
Glambeats Corp.,
Reagan Youth,
Monolake,
AZ,
Loose Ends,
David McCallum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ludus,
Eric Dolphy,
Aaron Thompson,
The Invisible,
Boredoms,
Magazine,
Quando Quango,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brothers Johnson,
The Beau Brummels,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Byrd,
Connie Case,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dawn Penn,
Man Eating Sloth,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sandy B,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Colin Newman,
Banda Bassotti,
Nirvana,
the Association,
Terrestrial Tones,
Funkadelic,
Sällskapet,
The Seeds,
Rotary Connection,
The Human League,
Negative Approach,
Lalann,
Goldenarms,
Fear,
The Fuzztones,
The Birthday Party,
The Selecter,
Inner City,
Animal Collective,
The Modern Lovers,
Eve St. Jones,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.