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 Kazakhstan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
The Monochrome Set,
Fear,
The Litter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Carl Craig,
The Doors,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Arthur Verocai,
Rufus Thomas,
the Human League,
Gichy Dan,
The Music Machine,
R.M.O.,
The New Christs,
Eurythmics,
The Velvet Underground,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rotary Connection,
Lyres,
Q and Not U,
Radiohead,
John Cale,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Iggy Pop,
The Detroit Cobras,
Los Fastidios,
In Retrospect,
Franke,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scrapy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tubeway Army,
Second Layer,
Deadbeat,
Nils Olav,
Warsaw,
Theoretical Girls,
Terry Callier,
Malaria!,
Smog,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Reuben Wilson,
Lou Reed,
The Remains,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Babytalk,
Nation of Ulysses,
Funky Four + One,
Idris Muhammad,
Delta 5,
Gong,
Erykah Badu,
Subhumans,
These Immortal Souls,
Rosa Yemen,
Swell Maps,
Shoche,
Lightning Bolt,
Nas,
Liliput,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.