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 Australia and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pylon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen 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?
Absolute Body Control,
Dark Day,
Bill Wells,
Ronan,
R.M.O.,
The Walker Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anthony Braxton,
John Cale,
Joyce Sims,
Country Teasers,
48th St. Collective,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Porter Ricks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tubeway Army,
X-Ray Spex,
DJ Style,
Lou Reed,
Yazoo,
Warren Ellis,
Harmonia,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Reuben Wilson,
Malaria!,
Lower 48,
John Holt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultimate Spinach,
Echospace,
Dead Boys,
A Flock of Seagulls,
the Human League,
Banda Bassotti,
Byron Stingily,
The Buckinghams,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cal Tjader,
The Gladiators,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Radio Birdman,
The Vogues,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Happenings,
Archie Shepp,
the Normal,
the Soft Cell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Litter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Flag,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
D'Angelo,
Ralphi Rosario,
OOIOO,
L. Decosne,
The New Christs,
MC5,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.