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 Slovenia and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Holt to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Negative Approach,
Kenny Larkin,
Joensuu 1685,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Grey Daturas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Foxx,
The United States of America,
Harmonia,
Big Daddy Kane,
Urselle,
Yellowson,
The Index,
The Happenings,
The Birthday Party,
David McCallum,
A Certain Ratio,
Lyres,
The Doors,
The Durutti Column,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bauhaus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Smog,
Easy Going,
Spoonie Gee,
Sällskapet,
Derrick May,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Al Stewart,
Ronan,
Alton Ellis,
ABBA,
The Pop Group,
The Gories,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rakim,
Chris & Cosey,
Accadde A,
The J.B.'s,
Fluxion,
Country Teasers,
Hasil Adkins,
DJ Style,
Brand Nubian,
Aaron Thompson,
Maleditus Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Johnny Osbourne,
Subhumans,
Pantytec,
Wally Richardson,
the Slits,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Groovy Waters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Junior Murvin,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.