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 Samoa and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ 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 Jerry's Kids to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids 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?
The Modern Lovers,
Inner City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
UT,
New Order,
Babytalk,
Altered Images,
Iggy Pop,
Mr. Review,
The Mojo Men,
Prince Buster,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Y Pants,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sight & Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Black Flag,
Fear,
Carl Craig,
The Music Machine,
Siglo XX,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Saccharine Trust,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Popol Vuh,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Misunderstood,
Smog,
Main Source,
Pulsallama,
Stetsasonic,
Black Pus,
Half Japanese,
Magma,
Tubeway Army,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Monochrome Set,
Alphaville,
Symarip,
Bob Dylan,
Ronan,
The Evens,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Pop Group,
Susan Cadogan,
This Heat,
Flipper,
L. Decosne,
U.S. Maple,
Rotary Connection,
Stockholm Monsters,
Boredoms,
Davy DMX,
The Busters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nick Fraelich,
The Birthday Party,
Lightning Bolt,
Nation of Ulysses,
Archie Shepp,
Curtis Mayfield,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.