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 Palau and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Harmonia to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
LL Cool J,
Flash Fearless,
Johnny Clarke,
Swell Maps,
The Saints,
Sam Rivers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Country Teasers,
The Fire Engines,
Agent Orange,
Animal Collective,
Section 25,
Pylon,
Masters at Work,
Echospace,
This Heat,
Talk Talk,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Yaz,
The Black Dice,
Rakim,
The J.B.'s,
the Normal,
Hardrive,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pere Ubu,
Unwound,
Scott Walker,
Soul II Soul,
The American Breed,
The Knickerbockers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Cale,
Harry Pussy,
The Remains,
Jesper Dahlback,
Arthur Verocai,
Roxy Music,
Todd Rundgren,
Parry Music,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gong,
Tres Demented,
Dead Boys,
Mandrill,
Oneida,
The Zeros,
Thompson Twins,
Los Fastidios,
Fatback Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Newcleus,
Q65,
Quadrant,
Black Sheep,
Bobby Byrd,
The Vogues,
Darondo,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.