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 Libya and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Monks 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Kurtis Blow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cramps,
The Count Five,
Vainqueur,
the Human League,
Aural Exciters,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hasil Adkins,
Organ,
Yellowson,
Rosa Yemen,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lungfish,
The Birthday Party,
Soulsonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Beau Brummels,
Bobby Sherman,
Monks,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Fortunes,
Lucky Dragons,
Los Fastidios,
Barbara Tucker,
KRS-One,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marcia Griffiths,
David McCallum,
Porter Ricks,
Arcadia,
F. McDonald,
Moby Grape,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gun Club,
Max Romeo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Music Machine,
Man Parrish,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
This Heat,
Altered Images,
Albert Ayler,
Aswad,
Sun Ra,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Toasters,
The Seeds,
Schoolly D,
Faraquet,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quadrant,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Janne Schatter,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.