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 San Marino and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Silicon Teens to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Au Pairs,
E-Dancer,
The New Christs,
Japan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doobie Brothers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Shuggie Otis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Nils Olav,
Fela Kuti,
Don Cherry,
Bob Dylan,
Procol Harum,
Fad Gadget,
Bauhaus,
Suburban Knight,
Freddie Wadling,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
X-101,
L. Decosne,
Second Layer,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Subhumans,
Danielle Patucci,
Stereo Dub,
Youth Brigade,
The Litter,
Lebanon Hanover,
U.S. Maple,
Brand Nubian,
Grauzone,
John Holt,
Cecil Taylor,
Peter & Gordon,
Sam Rivers,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Raincoats,
Eddi Front,
Alton Ellis,
Jacques Brel,
Massinfluence,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rosa Yemen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Flag,
The Cowsills,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott Heron,
Severed Heads,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mr. Review,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ken Boothe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ronan,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.