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 Denmark and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ 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 Quantec to the electroclash 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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Doors,
The Invisible,
Graham Central Station,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Shoche,
Alton Ellis,
Underground Resistance,
The Blackbyrds,
Deadbeat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
One Last Wish,
La Düsseldorf,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Big Daddy Kane,
Al Stewart,
Sound Behaviour,
Traffic Nightmare,
Malaria!,
Blossom Toes,
Bob Dylan,
The Slackers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Funkadelic,
Panda Bear,
The Gap Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Make Up,
The Electric Prunes,
Lightning Bolt,
Quando Quango,
Pulsallama,
Cluster,
Bronski Beat,
Sun Ra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Terrestrial Tones,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rod Modell,
the Slits,
Matthew Halsall,
Wings,
Skaos,
the Germs,
Royal Trux,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marmalade,
The Gladiators,
The Smiths,
The Five Americans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Standells,
Ponytail,
Maleditus Sound,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.