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 Cuba and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Evens to the electroclash 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Stetsasonic,
Subhumans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
X-102,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Spoonie Gee,
Ituana,
Ponytail,
Rod Modell,
Sun Ra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lee Hazlewood,
Shuggie Otis,
The United States of America,
Judy Mowatt,
Danielle Patucci,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Smoke,
Cluster,
Jerry's Kids,
Mission of Burma,
The Velvet Underground,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kayak,
Stiv Bators,
Radiohead,
Little Man,
Minnie Riperton,
Sixth Finger,
Matthew Bourne,
The Neon Judgement,
Thompson Twins,
Rekid,
Andrew Hill,
The Monks,
Porter Ricks,
Kevin Saunderson,
David Axelrod,
Magma,
Glenn Branca,
Deepchord,
Erasure,
Faraquet,
Sonic Youth,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobby Byrd,
John Holt,
The Modern Lovers,
Rites of Spring,
The Skatalites,
The Invisible,
UT,
Lower 48,
Fear,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
PIL,
Ice-T,
Agent Orange,
Joe Smooth,
Bill Near,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.