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 Azerbaijan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
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 linndrum 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 Max Romeo to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Robert Görl,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Barrington Levy,
Simply Red,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
X-102,
Gang Starr,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nick Fraelich,
Eric Copeland,
John Holt,
Oneida,
CMW,
Neil Young,
The Evens,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pierre Henry,
DJ Style,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Freddie Wadling,
Pulsallama,
ABBA,
Section 25,
The Durutti Column,
Laurel Aitken,
Vladislav Delay,
Fugazi,
Michelle Simonal,
Stetsasonic,
10cc,
Vainqueur,
The Seeds,
Crispy Ambulance,
X-101,
Minnie Riperton,
The Invisible,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jimmy McGriff,
Niagra,
Moss Icon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Terry Callier,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bang On A Can,
The Knickerbockers,
Deadbeat,
Accadde A,
Brass Construction,
Roxy Music,
Kas Product,
Black Bananas,
Technova,
Delon & Dalcan,
Con Funk Shun,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.