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 Paraguay and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Niagra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Todd Terry,
Sex Pistols,
Barry Ungar,
Swell Maps,
Monks,
Parry Music,
The Fall,
Pere Ubu,
The Residents,
Hashim,
cv313,
The Standells,
Fear,
Camberwell Now,
Agent Orange,
The Cowsills,
the Association,
The Pop Group,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dead Boys,
Bootsy Collins,
Agitation Free,
LL Cool J,
Los Fastidios,
Circle Jerks,
Joensuu 1685,
Icehouse,
Sun Ra,
Cymande,
Fela Kuti,
The Evens,
Rufus Thomas,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Misunderstood,
Lightning Bolt,
Second Layer,
The Happenings,
Slick Rick,
Yazoo,
Lower 48,
Sonic Youth,
Scion,
Sexual Harrassment,
Johnny Osbourne,
kango's stein massive,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soft Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sarah Menescal,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Derrick May,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.