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 Micronesia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator 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 Judy Mowatt to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Reagan Youth,
Rekid,
Visage,
Albert Ayler,
Steve Hackett,
Monolake,
Avey Tare,
Lakeside,
Oneida,
T.S.O.L.,
The Toasters,
The Standells,
Arcadia,
Donny Hathaway,
the Soft Cell,
Boogie Down Productions,
E-Dancer,
Monks,
Joensuu 1685,
The Pretty Things,
Ronnie Foster,
Tres Demented,
Chris Corsano,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eurythmics,
The Wake,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nick Fraelich,
World's Most,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brass Construction,
Bootsy Collins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Yellowson,
Tears for Fears,
Lucky Dragons,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Leonard Cohen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Danielle Patucci,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Magma,
In Retrospect,
The Move,
Godley & Creme,
The Star Department,
H. Thieme,
Marine Girls,
Sister Nancy,
Altered Images,
Boredoms,
Royal Trux,
JFA,
Big Daddy Kane,
Audionom,
Moby Grape,
The Dead C,
Eve St. Jones,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.