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 Brazil and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Massinfluence to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Vainqueur,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ohio Players,
Crime,
Stetsasonic,
Kayak,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Make Up,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Martian,
The Mojo Men,
LL Cool J,
The Raincoats,
Harmonia,
Hardrive,
Ituana,
Supertramp,
Radiohead,
ABC,
Moby Grape,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eden Ahbez,
Average White Band,
Camouflage,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Model 500,
Ultra Naté,
Mars,
Cameo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DNA,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soft Machine,
Pole,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Blake Baxter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
These Immortal Souls,
Niagra,
Laurel Aitken,
Freddie Wadling,
Pere Ubu,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Motorama,
June of 44,
T. Rex,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jawbox,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
The United States of America,
Talk Talk,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.