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 Nicaragua and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Techniques to the disco 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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Silicon Teens,
Avey Tare,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Loose Ends,
Crooked Eye,
Brass Construction,
Subhumans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wire,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Star Department,
Cheater Slicks,
Model 500,
Theoretical Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
Electric Prunes,
Maleditus Sound,
DJ Sneak,
In Retrospect,
The Searchers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marine Girls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Victims,
Freddie Wadling,
The New Christs,
Section 25,
Gong,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brothers Johnson,
Negative Approach,
Rotary Connection,
John Foxx,
Hardrive,
The United States of America,
Gabor Szabo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
John Coltrane,
Soul Sonic Force,
Swans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Cowsills,
Dual Sessions,
Nik Kershaw,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gap Band,
Quantec,
The Fuzztones,
Yusef Lateef,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sound Behaviour,
David McCallum,
The Raincoats,
The Black Dice,
Jandek,
Leonard Cohen,
Ultravox,
Godley & Creme,
New Order,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.