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 Cuba and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tomorrow to the techno 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Black Dice,
Adolescents,
Altered Images,
Ice-T,
Nirvana,
Nas,
Crooked Eye,
Audionom,
Gang of Four,
Flash Fearless,
F. McDonald,
LL Cool J,
Al Stewart,
Public Enemy,
Jacob Miller,
The Shadows of Knight,
Masters at Work,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Spandau Ballet,
Monolake,
Blake Baxter,
FM Einheit,
Crash Course in Science,
The Index,
Andrew Hill,
Parry Music,
The Selecter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Essential Logic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Divine Comedy,
Leonard Cohen,
Main Source,
Kenny Larkin,
Japan,
Bronski Beat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Slits,
Peter and Kerry,
Bob Dylan,
Moss Icon,
Laurel Aitken,
Tomorrow,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Monks,
Sällskapet,
Minnie Riperton,
Warren Ellis,
Grey Daturas,
The Gap Band,
Hardrive,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jeff Lynne,
ABBA,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tres Demented,
The Flesh Eaters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.