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 Honduras and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Pagans to the crunk 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Schoolly D,
Franke,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nick Fraelich,
The Walker Brothers,
John Holt,
Spandau Ballet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Royal Trux,
Amon Düül II,
Warsaw,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marmalade,
Charles Mingus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kenny Larkin,
Lower 48,
K-Klass,
Basic Channel,
Scratch Acid,
Don Cherry,
Michelle Simonal,
Terrestrial Tones,
Anthony Braxton,
Marc Almond,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lou Christie,
PIL,
T.S.O.L.,
Slick Rick,
Thompson Twins,
Cheater Slicks,
Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Alice Coltrane,
D'Angelo,
Bronski Beat,
Hashim,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soul II Soul,
Todd Rundgren,
The Count Five,
Letta Mbulu,
Eric Copeland,
Robert Wyatt,
Lyres,
Albert Ayler,
Alison Limerick,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Beau Brummels,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Accadde A,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jacob Miller,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kurtis Blow,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.