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 Palau and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar 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 UT to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Techniques,
Don Cherry,
Donald Byrd,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fat Boys,
Harmonia,
Stereo Dub,
Nils Olav,
Visage,
Loose Ends,
Sugar Minott,
Amon Düül II,
Rod Modell,
Moebius,
Kool Moe Dee,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aural Exciters,
Gichy Dan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pantytec,
Swell Maps,
Lindisfarne,
Eric Copeland,
Absolute Body Control,
Newcleus,
Dual Sessions,
Buzzcocks,
Sun City Girls,
Con Funk Shun,
Zero Boys,
Talk Talk,
Sandy B,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Sonics,
Altered Images,
Arcadia,
Leonard Cohen,
X-102,
Franke,
Agitation Free,
Roxette,
Clear Light,
Pere Ubu,
Max Romeo,
Barry Ungar,
The Fall,
K-Klass,
Television Personalities,
Rites of Spring,
Todd Terry,
The Music Machine,
The Smiths,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Blossom Toes,
Funkadelic,
Rapeman,
David McCallum,
The Blackbyrds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.