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 Japan and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Iggy Pop,
Sound Behaviour,
Country Teasers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Associates,
AZ,
Yaz,
Bauhaus,
Khruangbin,
E-Dancer,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang Green,
the Slits,
Pantaleimon,
Panda Bear,
The Monochrome Set,
Sarah Menescal,
Davy DMX,
Archie Shepp,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Shadows of Knight,
Quadrant,
Circle Jerks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Arcadia,
Grey Daturas,
Essential Logic,
Eve St. Jones,
Unwound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Banda Bassotti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Remains,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rotary Connection,
Basic Channel,
Slave,
Motorama,
Deakin,
Janne Schatter,
Drexciya,
Blossom Toes,
Babytalk,
Althea and Donna,
Bronski Beat,
Duran Duran,
Erykah Badu,
Mission of Burma,
The Moody Blues,
Todd Rundgren,
Tommy Roe,
Neu!,
Interpol,
Alton Ellis,
The Seeds,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.