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 Uganda and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Rosa Yemen to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
The Gories,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Quantec,
The Evens,
Harmonia,
Symarip,
The Buckinghams,
The Gladiators,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sexual Harrassment,
Erasure,
Moss Icon,
Section 25,
Brass Construction,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gap Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
KRS-One,
Das Ding,
Ken Boothe,
Bill Wells,
Chris Corsano,
Grandmaster Flash,
Moby Grape,
Little Man,
The Velvet Underground,
Whodini,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Juan Atkins,
The Cowsills,
Tim Buckley,
Reagan Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Alarm Clocks,
Carl Craig,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deakin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q and Not U,
Depeche Mode,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Radiopuhelimet,
Danielle Patucci,
Heaven 17,
Adolescents,
Outsiders,
The Grass Roots,
Basic Channel,
10cc,
Country Joe & The Fish,
John Coltrane,
The Flesh Eaters,
Minutemen,
Tubeway Army,
Dennis Brown,
The Associates,
B.T. Express,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.