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 Senegal and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 spring reverb 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 Jesper Dahlback to the grime 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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Liliput,
Hasil Adkins,
Roxy Music,
Panda Bear,
Leonard Cohen,
Icehouse,
Mo-Dettes,
Iggy Pop,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fortunes,
Darondo,
Ossler,
Scrapy,
Slick Rick,
Fat Boys,
Con Funk Shun,
Mad Mike,
Altered Images,
Nik Kershaw,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bootsy Collins,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jacob Miller,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Associates,
Silicon Teens,
PIL,
Eddi Front,
Dennis Brown,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fall,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Crooked Eye,
Dave Gahan,
Half Japanese,
Donny Hathaway,
Monolake,
The Raincoats,
Isaac Hayes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sam Rivers,
ABC,
Marc Almond,
The Beau Brummels,
Howard Jones,
Mission of Burma,
Easy Going,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The United States of America,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Womack,
K-Klass,
Outsiders,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Godley & Creme,
The Doors,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.