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 Qatar and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Tres Demented to the punk 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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dead C record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Leonard Cohen,
Slave,
Reuben Wilson,
Pulsallama,
Panda Bear,
The Doobie Brothers,
Anakelly,
Moby Grape,
Boogie Down Productions,
Juan Atkins,
Stiv Bators,
Faust,
James White and The Blacks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gun Club,
The Durutti Column,
La Düsseldorf,
Dave Gahan,
The Residents,
Main Source,
Little Man,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Mummies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dennis Brown,
Anthony Braxton,
Chris & Cosey,
Nico,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lucky Dragons,
Grauzone,
Metal Thangz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sparks,
Schoolly D,
The Birthday Party,
Hasil Adkins,
Buzzcocks,
Easy Going,
Eric B and Rakim,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
UT,
Cal Tjader,
John Lydon,
Royal Trux,
the Sonics,
Ice-T,
Average White Band,
Warsaw,
Boredoms,
Dual Sessions,
Youth Brigade,
The Happenings,
48th St. Collective,
E-Dancer,
Sixth Finger,
Trumans Water,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.