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 Uruguay and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Monks to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Byrd,
Lower 48,
The Black Dice,
Eddi Front,
John Cale,
Jawbox,
Dead Boys,
The Zeros,
The Gories,
Gang Starr,
Peter and Kerry,
The Cosmic Jokers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Desert Stars,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sound,
Spandau Ballet,
Wolf Eyes,
The United States of America,
Kaleidoscope,
The Standells,
Easy Going,
Barry Ungar,
The Evens,
Barbara Tucker,
Motorama,
The Music Machine,
Clear Light,
The Dave Clark Five,
Warsaw,
Graham Central Station,
John Foxx,
Michelle Simonal,
Quantec,
Derrick May,
The Durutti Column,
Ice-T,
Panda Bear,
Duran Duran,
Aswad,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gregory Isaacs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Moody Blues,
AZ,
The Vogues,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Howard Jones,
Peter & Gordon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Theoretical Girls,
Circle Jerks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Terry Callier,
Al Stewart,
Junior Murvin,
Subhumans,
The Monochrome Set,
X-102,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.