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 Mongolia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 Darondo to the crunk 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Derrick Morgan,
The Misunderstood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tres Demented,
Roy Ayers,
Bauhaus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Remains,
Kas Product,
Rod Modell,
Kaleidoscope,
ABBA,
The Alarm Clocks,
Skaos,
Ossler,
The Golliwogs,
Kurtis Blow,
The Knickerbockers,
One Last Wish,
Gong,
Bronski Beat,
Suburban Knight,
Hot Snakes,
Bobby Sherman,
Cybotron,
Pere Ubu,
Mantronix,
John Coltrane,
Godley & Creme,
Mad Mike,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yusef Lateef,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tom Boy,
Joensuu 1685,
Wire,
The Moleskins,
Model 500,
The Sound,
Joe Smooth,
FM Einheit,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fad Gadget,
Blake Baxter,
Steve Hackett,
Delta 5,
Pantytec,
Jeff Lynne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Circle Jerks,
Chris & Cosey,
Laurel Aitken,
Tommy Roe,
Chris Corsano,
Ten City,
Radiopuhelimet,
Freddie Wadling,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rotary Connection,
8 Eyed Spy,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.