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 Sierra Leone and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Bar-Kays,
The Angels of Light,
Eric Dolphy,
Animal Collective,
Blossom Toes,
Qualms,
Pierre Henry,
Livin' Joy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gichy Dan,
The Move,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Erykah Badu,
Outsiders,
Bluetip,
Black Bananas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Symarip,
The Associates,
Ralphi Rosario,
Zapp,
Boredoms,
Marvin Gaye,
Cal Tjader,
Television Personalities,
Dual Sessions,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cameo,
Hoover,
Eve St. Jones,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Essential Logic,
Ituana,
Black Sheep,
Reuben Wilson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Slave,
Joensuu 1685,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Trumans Water,
Buzzcocks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Peter & Gordon,
Alton Ellis,
Soulsonic Force,
Icehouse,
Das Ding,
Soul Sonic Force,
Grauzone,
Quadrant,
Bad Manners,
T. Rex,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.