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 Iraq and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin 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 dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Panda Bear,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pagans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Shuggie Otis,
Eric Copeland,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Janne Schatter,
Mad Mike,
Jeff Lynne,
Amon Düül,
Scion,
A Certain Ratio,
Steve Hackett,
Depeche Mode,
The Dave Clark Five,
Y Pants,
Heaven 17,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Throbbing Gristle,
Khruangbin,
Cybotron,
This Heat,
Chris & Cosey,
Aswad,
Model 500,
Jerry's Kids,
Hasil Adkins,
EPMD,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Big Daddy Kane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Con Funk Shun,
Harry Pussy,
Scratch Acid,
World's Most,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Groovy Waters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The United States of America,
Schoolly D,
Spoonie Gee,
Roxette,
The Fugs,
Hot Snakes,
The Standells,
The Evens,
The Modern Lovers,
Pierre Henry,
Chrome,
Bang On A Can,
Anthony Braxton,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Thee Headcoats,
Archie Shepp,
Mars,
Lower 48,
the Swans,
Underground Resistance,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.