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 New Zealand and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum 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 Curtis Mayfield to the crunk 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Susan Cadogan,
Quantec,
Suicide,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Godley & Creme,
Qualms,
New Order,
New York Dolls,
U.S. Maple,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lucky Dragons,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dual Sessions,
Glenn Branca,
The Mummies,
Byron Stingily,
Zapp,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Dave Clark Five,
Amon Düül,
Laurel Aitken,
Circle Jerks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minny Pops,
Easy Going,
Rakim,
Peter and Kerry,
Silicon Teens,
Radiohead,
Accadde A,
The Young Rascals,
Slave,
Kaleidoscope,
Ludus,
Tim Buckley,
Royal Trux,
The Slits,
Eurythmics,
John Lydon,
Darondo,
Vainqueur,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Starr,
The Divine Comedy,
The Smiths,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lebanon Hanover,
Make Up,
kango's stein massive,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nico,
Tom Boy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Yusef Lateef,
Leonard Cohen,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Gap Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DJ Style,
The Moody Blues,
L. Decosne,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.