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 Montenegro and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Swans to the grunge 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brothers Johnson,
Silicon Teens,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Altered Images,
These Immortal Souls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Minutemen,
Henry Cow,
Andrew Hill,
Hardrive,
Section 25,
Babytalk,
The Blackbyrds,
Erykah Badu,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Maurizio,
Trumans Water,
Flipper,
JFA,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Shadows of Knight,
Faust,
the Slits,
Jerry's Kids,
Scan 7,
Bobby Byrd,
The Neon Judgement,
Derrick Morgan,
Cheater Slicks,
Tim Buckley,
Moss Icon,
Barry Ungar,
A Certain Ratio,
Rotary Connection,
Thompson Twins,
Lower 48,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Josef K,
The Music Machine,
The Motions,
Sound Behaviour,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Hasil Adkins,
Procol Harum,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soulsonic Force,
Pole,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Young Rascals,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Slick Rick,
Erasure,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.