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 Philippines and from Bremen.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the funk 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 Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Hasil Adkins,
Glenn Branca,
Todd Rundgren,
Pere Ubu,
The Cramps,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Kinks,
Gong,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sun City Girls,
The J.B.'s,
Gregory Isaacs,
Max Romeo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rhythm & Sound,
June Days,
Camouflage,
Eurythmics,
Parry Music,
Suburban Knight,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joey Negro,
Quadrant,
Stereo Dub,
The Index,
Yazoo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rites of Spring,
Groovy Waters,
the Association,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Graham Central Station,
Sonic Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nas,
The Residents,
The Young Rascals,
Pole,
Freddie Wadling,
Black Pus,
Babytalk,
The Move,
Swell Maps,
Minutemen,
The Stooges,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Goldenarms,
Gang Green,
Nico,
Masters at Work,
Cal Tjader,
Roxy Music,
Crispy Ambulance,
Wolf Eyes,
The Velvet Underground,
cv313,
Peter and Kerry,
Mars,
Crime,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.