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 Moldova and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cure to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nas,
Morten Harket,
Todd Rundgren,
Camouflage,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wally Richardson,
Steve Hackett,
Boz Scaggs,
Crime,
Whodini,
Stockholm Monsters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kas Product,
Warren Ellis,
The United States of America,
Fat Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Little Man,
Swell Maps,
Anakelly,
Dorothy Ashby,
Flash Fearless,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lucky Dragons,
The Misunderstood,
The Monochrome Set,
Public Image Ltd.,
Severed Heads,
Eric Dolphy,
Rekid,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fortunes,
The Offenders,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Doors,
Sight & Sound,
The Zeros,
Hot Snakes,
Chris Corsano,
Sonic Youth,
Blossom Toes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Last Poets,
Fela Kuti,
Deakin,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Durutti Column,
The Skatalites,
The Trojans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ten City,
Masters at Work,
Zapp,
Arab on Radar,
Maleditus Sound,
Hoover,
Buzzcocks,
T. Rex,
The Shadows of Knight,
Babytalk,
Lyres,
Gong,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.