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 East Timor and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Magazine,
Arthur Verocai,
China Crisis,
Young Marble Giants,
KRS-One,
Scion,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Buckinghams,
Ornette Coleman,
UT,
Inner City,
The Mighty Diamonds,
June Days,
The Skatalites,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Christie,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Dead C,
A Flock of Seagulls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Groovy Waters,
Iggy Pop,
The Star Department,
Soul II Soul,
Archie Shepp,
Charles Mingus,
The Alarm Clocks,
Toni Rubio,
Peter & Gordon,
The Gun Club,
the Sonics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pere Ubu,
Byron Stingily,
Robert Hood,
Barclay James Harvest,
Blancmange,
Josef K,
Ronan,
Peter and Kerry,
Skarface,
The Velvet Underground,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scratch Acid,
Roy Ayers,
Grauzone,
Anakelly,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Five Americans,
Skriet,
Audionom,
Sandy B,
Warsaw,
The Selecter,
Von Mondo,
The Young Rascals,
Das Ding,
Eve St. Jones,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.