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 Zimbabwe and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes 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 Trumans Water to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Dennis Brown,
Radiohead,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kayak,
The Seeds,
Crispy Ambulance,
Babytalk,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soulsonic Force,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Divine Comedy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Man Parrish,
Jawbox,
Ten City,
Lou Reed,
Malaria!,
Kerri Chandler,
Ludus,
Funky Four + One,
The Trojans,
Black Moon,
Ossler,
Howard Jones,
Camberwell Now,
The Electric Prunes,
Man Eating Sloth,
Alphaville,
D'Angelo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lyres,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Searchers,
The Smiths,
Mars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stetsasonic,
The Real Kids,
David Axelrod,
The Index,
Kenny Larkin,
Funkadelic,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Names,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Lydon,
Mr. Review,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobby Sherman,
Brand Nubian,
PIL,
Janne Schatter,
UT,
Dark Day,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.