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 Kuwait and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro 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 Soul II Soul to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
China Crisis,
This Heat,
Jawbox,
New Age Steppers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Drexciya,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang Green,
Niagra,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Residents,
Lee Hazlewood,
Reagan Youth,
The Five Americans,
The Wake,
The Grass Roots,
The Monks,
Swell Maps,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terrestrial Tones,
Vainqueur,
Marmalade,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aural Exciters,
Cymande,
Connie Case,
Accadde A,
Television,
The Names,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Duran Duran,
The Toasters,
Nico,
Clear Light,
The Gun Club,
Ultravox,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Peter & Gordon,
The Zeros,
Fad Gadget,
Subhumans,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jandek,
Steve Hackett,
David Axelrod,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
June Days,
Los Fastidios,
Suburban Knight,
Blancmange,
Half Japanese,
Dave Gahan,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fall,
Black Sheep,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.