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 Gambia and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kerri Chandler to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama 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?
Stereo Dub,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Sonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Danielle Patucci,
Toni Rubio,
Peter & Gordon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Moon,
The Smoke,
The Move,
E-Dancer,
Visage,
Second Layer,
8 Eyed Spy,
Moebius,
Gichy Dan,
Los Fastidios,
Roy Ayers,
Peter and Kerry,
Tomorrow,
The Barracudas,
Harmonia,
Ossler,
The Leaves,
John Lydon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sonic Youth,
Sandy B,
Mary Jane Girls,
Interpol,
Technova,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Slits,
Angry Samoans,
Lindisfarne,
Warsaw,
Eve St. Jones,
Index,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nick Fraelich,
Arab on Radar,
MDC,
The Star Department,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Davy DMX,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Arcadia,
Connie Case,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wings,
the Bar-Kays,
Kurtis Blow,
The Dead C,
Outsiders,
Lou Reed,
Sarah Menescal,
Ituana,
Monks,
Carl Craig,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.