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 Maldives and from Manchester.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 ABBA to the rock 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
New Age Steppers,
Circle Jerks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Motions,
Eli Mardock,
Groovy Waters,
Sexual Harrassment,
World's Most,
Eric Dolphy,
Jandek,
Adolescents,
Radio Birdman,
Bang On A Can,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Trojans,
The Sonics,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
MC5,
The Dead C,
Shuggie Otis,
AZ,
Lungfish,
Anakelly,
Au Pairs,
Deadbeat,
Angry Samoans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gang of Four,
Lou Christie,
Crooked Eye,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sixth Finger,
Lakeside,
Aswad,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Danielle Patucci,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Massinfluence,
Essential Logic,
Cecil Taylor,
The Golliwogs,
cv313,
The Toasters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Radiohead,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Swans,
Black Bananas,
Gang Green,
The Young Rascals,
Rites of Spring,
Soft Cell,
Hoover,
Lucky Dragons,
La Düsseldorf,
Swans,
Ronnie Foster,
The Busters,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.