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 Tuvalu and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 Animal Collective to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
The Raincoats,
The Saints,
Au Pairs,
the Normal,
Kerri Chandler,
Desert Stars,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jeff Lynne,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Minny Pops,
UT,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Liliput,
The Fuzztones,
Franke,
New Order,
The Slackers,
Aural Exciters,
Marcia Griffiths,
Faust,
Max Romeo,
Dennis Brown,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Big Daddy Kane,
Urselle,
The Velvet Underground,
The Standells,
Anthony Braxton,
AZ,
Nico,
Duran Duran,
Scott Walker,
Sister Nancy,
Ponytail,
Quando Quango,
Maurizio,
La Düsseldorf,
Loose Ends,
Sun City Girls,
Index,
Soft Cell,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Funkadelic,
Colin Newman,
Drexciya,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minor Threat,
Cheater Slicks,
Subhumans,
The Index,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Crooked Eye,
Bush Tetras,
The Kinks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Associates,
The Toasters,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.