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 India and from Lagos.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Roxette to the disco 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Howard Jones,
The Mojo Men,
the Slits,
Bill Near,
Echospace,
Ohio Players,
Groovy Waters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boredoms,
Gabor Szabo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kas Product,
The Wake,
Tubeway Army,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dead Boys,
Procol Harum,
Nation of Ulysses,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Sherman,
Eric B and Rakim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ten City,
The Litter,
48th St. Collective,
Peter and Kerry,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gerry Rafferty,
Iggy Pop,
Minor Threat,
Eden Ahbez,
Public Enemy,
ABBA,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
cv313,
The Raincoats,
Popol Vuh,
Lower 48,
Soft Machine,
Radiopuhelimet,
Warsaw,
Graham Central Station,
James White and The Blacks,
Dark Day,
the Germs,
Jawbox,
The Music Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Shadows of Knight,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Q and Not U,
Livin' Joy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nas,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.