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 Tonga and from Seoul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron 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 Hardrive to the electroclash 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
LL Cool J,
Bob Dylan,
Brass Construction,
Albert Ayler,
Bauhaus,
Black Flag,
Theoretical Girls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marine Girls,
X-102,
Derrick May,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bluetip,
FM Einheit,
Oneida,
Outsiders,
Anakelly,
Ludus,
Popol Vuh,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jandek,
UT,
Kurtis Blow,
Dennis Brown,
The Evens,
EPMD,
The Standells,
Lungfish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Vladislav Delay,
The Velvet Underground,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lower 48,
Suicide,
Lakeside,
Girls At Our Best!,
Loose Ends,
Japan,
The Zeros,
Max Romeo,
Fela Kuti,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jeff Lynne,
Skriet,
Quantec,
The Cure,
Cal Tjader,
Duran Duran,
One Last Wish,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fear,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dawn Penn,
Slave,
Connie Case,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tears for Fears,
KRS-One,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.