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 Brunei and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Birthday Party to the punk 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Sonic Youth,
Danielle Patucci,
Roxette,
New Order,
X-Ray Spex,
Q and Not U,
The Beau Brummels,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Invisible,
The Pop Group,
The Gap Band,
The Index,
Shuggie Otis,
The Monochrome Set,
Bill Near,
Pussy Galore,
Eurythmics,
Country Teasers,
Michelle Simonal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Skriet,
Sparks,
Harmonia,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aswad,
Heaven 17,
The Modern Lovers,
Eddi Front,
Gabor Szabo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Matthew Halsall,
The Slackers,
K-Klass,
Delon & Dalcan,
Silicon Teens,
Flash Fearless,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeff Mills,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Gun Club,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Stiv Bators,
Kayak,
Black Bananas,
Echospace,
Derrick May,
Marvin Gaye,
The Seeds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eli Mardock,
Simply Red,
Gastr Del Sol,
Faraquet,
Dual Sessions,
Yaz,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lower 48,
The Zeros,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.