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 Vietnam and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 KRS-One to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
John Cale,
Young Marble Giants,
John Coltrane,
Liliput,
Marshall Jefferson,
Massinfluence,
Johnny Osbourne,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pagans,
Rod Modell,
Groovy Waters,
cv313,
Sarah Menescal,
Mandrill,
Minny Pops,
The Pretty Things,
Black Moon,
Depeche Mode,
The Black Dice,
Heaven 17,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Victims,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Human League,
Iggy Pop,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Graham Central Station,
The Remains,
Chris Corsano,
Bluetip,
Neu!,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fatback Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Anakelly,
The Modern Lovers,
Stiv Bators,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hardrive,
Zero Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Robert Hood,
Black Pus,
Brass Construction,
Rotary Connection,
Nas,
Half Japanese,
Popol Vuh,
Sonic Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
Symarip,
Lalann,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Walker Brothers,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.