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 Chad and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 arpeggiator 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 Niagra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
The Litter,
Pantaleimon,
Agitation Free,
Chrome,
Derrick Morgan,
Grauzone,
Nas,
Parry Music,
The Invisible,
Quadrant,
The Sonics,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Altered Images,
Colin Newman,
Donald Byrd,
Hardrive,
The Misunderstood,
Ludus,
Ituana,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Glenn Branca,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
China Crisis,
Ralphi Rosario,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pylon,
The Moody Blues,
Judy Mowatt,
The Raincoats,
Absolute Body Control,
Saccharine Trust,
Lungfish,
Pagans,
The Count Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Royal Trux,
Zero Boys,
Mandrill,
The Slackers,
Surgeon,
Malaria!,
Swell Maps,
Godley & Creme,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Fania All-Stars,
Derrick May,
Theoretical Girls,
Nik Kershaw,
New York Dolls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Funky Four + One,
Au Pairs,
The Evens,
Kurtis Blow,
CMW,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pussy Galore,
Jerry's Kids,
Eddi Front,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.