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 Sweden and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Glenn Branca to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wally Richardson,
a-ha,
The Motions,
Kenny Larkin,
K-Klass,
Infiniti,
The Gladiators,
Basic Channel,
Gabor Szabo,
Underground Resistance,
Flipper,
Make Up,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Victims,
Mo-Dettes,
Japan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bang On A Can,
Roxy Music,
Aswad,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Liliput,
Sun City Girls,
Urselle,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Darondo,
Harry Pussy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Roy Ayers,
Wings,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Isaac Hayes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Maleditus Sound,
Yaz,
The Slackers,
Schoolly D,
The Residents,
Reuben Wilson,
Lightning Bolt,
Funkadelic,
Patti Smith,
Tubeway Army,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Livin' Joy,
Barrington Levy,
Tears for Fears,
the Normal,
Massinfluence,
Man Eating Sloth,
Icehouse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Parrish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Leonard Cohen,
Supertramp,
The Smiths,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.