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 Zambia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar 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 Quadrant 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare,
Cybotron,
Juan Atkins,
Wasted Youth,
Quadrant,
The Fire Engines,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Morten Harket,
Adolescents,
Rosa Yemen,
Soft Cell,
Main Source,
Icehouse,
Harry Pussy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Organ,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jerry's Kids,
Panda Bear,
Alton Ellis,
Lalann,
Reagan Youth,
Terry Callier,
Roy Ayers,
Hasil Adkins,
Dennis Brown,
Heaven 17,
Scan 7,
The Mojo Men,
Agent Orange,
Roxette,
Aaron Thompson,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stetsasonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultravox,
Bauhaus,
D'Angelo,
Sun City Girls,
Leonard Cohen,
Ludus,
Reuben Wilson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Normal,
10cc,
Neil Young,
Television,
Carl Craig,
Monolake,
The Fall,
Fugazi,
Blake Baxter,
The Moody Blues,
LL Cool J,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.