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 Kyrgyzstan and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hasil Adkins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bluetip,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Chrome,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lyres,
Joe Smooth,
The Gories,
Panda Bear,
Lou Reed,
Neil Young,
Warren Ellis,
The Music Machine,
Kurtis Blow,
Joe Finger,
Lou Christie,
Maleditus Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Aural Exciters,
The Searchers,
Darondo,
Groovy Waters,
Skaos,
Brothers Johnson,
Magma,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nico,
Porter Ricks,
Robert Görl,
Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Make Up,
Dennis Brown,
Hot Snakes,
Urselle,
Organ,
Roxette,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter and Kerry,
Procol Harum,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jesper Dahlback,
The American Breed,
Cybotron,
Isaac Hayes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bang On A Can,
New Order,
Main Source,
Rufus Thomas,
The Black Dice,
Piero Umiliani,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tommy Roe,
Minnie Riperton,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun City Girls,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.