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 Germany 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Erykah Badu to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tom Boy,
Yusef Lateef,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dave Gahan,
Quadrant,
Whodini,
Erykah Badu,
Sexual Harrassment,
X-101,
The Residents,
Grey Daturas,
Kas Product,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Heaven 17,
Ludus,
The Cowsills,
Amon Düül,
Todd Rundgren,
Eve St. Jones,
Negative Approach,
Mandrill,
Wasted Youth,
Main Source,
Cal Tjader,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nik Kershaw,
The Sound,
The Shadows of Knight,
This Heat,
Reagan Youth,
Delon & Dalcan,
Brick,
Dorothy Ashby,
The J.B.'s,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Donny Hathaway,
Scion,
The Gap Band,
Gabor Szabo,
The Gun Club,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nirvana,
The Raincoats,
Arcadia,
Popol Vuh,
Todd Terry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Drive Like Jehu,
Desert Stars,
The United States of America,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick May,
Frankie Knuckles,
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.