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 Vanuatu and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
The Raincoats,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Boredoms,
Steve Hackett,
Interpol,
Make Up,
Aaron Thompson,
Minny Pops,
Avey Tare,
Jacob Miller,
Electric Prunes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Jerry's Kids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Spoonie Gee,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Excepter,
Ornette Coleman,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joey Negro,
Supertramp,
the Association,
Crispian St. Peters,
Smog,
The Misunderstood,
Iggy Pop,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultra Naté,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Q65,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scrapy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gang Green,
Scion,
Groovy Waters,
Thee Headcoats,
Monolake,
48th St. Collective,
Section 25,
Minnie Riperton,
The Invisible,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tropical Tobacco,
Audionom,
Cheater Slicks,
Guru Guru,
Soft Cell,
Sonny Sharrock,
Quadrant,
Swell Maps,
Con Funk Shun,
Japan,
Roger Hodgson,
The Evens,
The Sound,
Tubeway Army,
the Slits,
The Red Krayola,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.