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 Portugal and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Blancmange to the funk 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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Hardrive,
Pulsallama,
Moebius,
Jesper Dahlback,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eli Mardock,
Sam Rivers,
Monks,
Hoover,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The J.B.'s,
Gong,
Khruangbin,
Rosa Yemen,
Radiohead,
The Real Kids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Coltrane,
Flipper,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bluetip,
Yazoo,
Scratch Acid,
Junior Murvin,
Tears for Fears,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Maleditus Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scion,
Desert Stars,
Hasil Adkins,
Boredoms,
Brand Nubian,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Flag,
Gerry Rafferty,
Circle Jerks,
Ken Boothe,
Charles Mingus,
Ornette Coleman,
Funky Four + One,
Television Personalities,
Pere Ubu,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Grass Roots,
X-101,
The Busters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bill Wells,
Duran Duran,
La Düsseldorf,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Sherman,
Sixth Finger,
Basic Channel,
Joe Finger,
Stereo Dub,
DJ Style,
Clear Light,
Sound Behaviour,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.