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 Jordan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 Faraquet to the grunge 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Gabor Szabo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Massinfluence,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cal Tjader,
Janne Schatter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
cv313,
10cc,
Electric Prunes,
Flipper,
The Modern Lovers,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Vogues,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Evens,
Wolf Eyes,
Derrick Morgan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crash Course in Science,
Gichy Dan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roxette,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Anthony Braxton,
Radiohead,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Parry Music,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Soft Cell,
Gang Gang Dance,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tim Buckley,
The Remains,
Aloha Tigers,
The Divine Comedy,
The Five Americans,
John Coltrane,
Lou Reed,
Danielle Patucci,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nils Olav,
The Doobie Brothers,
Robert Wyatt,
Mark Hollis,
Jeff Lynne,
Aaron Thompson,
R.M.O.,
Malaria!,
Japan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Christie,
Robert Hood,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.