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 Botswana and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Music Machine to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Aaron Thompson,
Eli Mardock,
Slick Rick,
The Angels of Light,
This Heat,
Fat Boys,
Oblivians,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Section 25,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Selecter,
Oneida,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Monks,
Gabor Szabo,
Moebius,
Trumans Water,
Gang Green,
Derrick Morgan,
Bill Near,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Metal Thangz,
Model 500,
Icehouse,
Audionom,
Funkadelic,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Second Layer,
Tom Boy,
John Foxx,
F. McDonald,
The Gladiators,
Maurizio,
Nico,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rufus Thomas,
Amon Düül,
Tears for Fears,
John Cale,
Reagan Youth,
Cameo,
Lindisfarne,
The Slackers,
Zapp,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fall,
the Soft Cell,
Faraquet,
Roxette,
The Tremeloes,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cowsills,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Infiniti,
Excepter,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.