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 Serbia 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Dennis Brown to the punk 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Roxette,
D'Angelo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oneida,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Goldenarms,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Second Layer,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mad Mike,
Stockholm Monsters,
Patti Smith,
Quantec,
Hardrive,
Guru Guru,
DJ Style,
The Buckinghams,
Todd Rundgren,
Accadde A,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Newcleus,
Subhumans,
Bush Tetras,
Alphaville,
Chris Corsano,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Smog,
Bobby Sherman,
Aaron Thompson,
Yazoo,
Andrew Hill,
Fad Gadget,
Sarah Menescal,
Colin Newman,
The Gladiators,
Television Personalities,
The Doors,
Bobby Byrd,
Frankie Knuckles,
Liliput,
Eurythmics,
One Last Wish,
Saccharine Trust,
Deakin,
The Smoke,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Stetsasonic,
Bauhaus,
Radio Birdman,
Chris & Cosey,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
8 Eyed Spy,
Throbbing Gristle,
H. Thieme,
The Evens,
Gregory Isaacs,
T. Rex,
The Blues Magoos,
Roger Hodgson,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.