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 Bahamas and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Flipper to the jazz 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Ituana,
Wire,
Warsaw,
Rapeman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Oblivians,
Country Teasers,
Avey Tare,
James White and The Blacks,
The Raincoats,
Chrome,
Boz Scaggs,
Cymande,
Girls At Our Best!,
LL Cool J,
The Sonics,
Fear,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jeff Lynne,
Rites of Spring,
Nils Olav,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Deepchord,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jesper Dahlback,
Traffic Nightmare,
F. McDonald,
Robert Görl,
Charles Mingus,
Dawn Penn,
Agent Orange,
The Misunderstood,
Excepter,
the Sonics,
Technova,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Joey Negro,
Kerrie Biddell,
Wally Richardson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Leonard Cohen,
The Gories,
David Axelrod,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Shuggie Otis,
The Skatalites,
Rufus Thomas,
Buzzcocks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Alarm Clocks,
Porter Ricks,
Parry Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sight & Sound,
cv313,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Masters at Work,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Velvet Underground,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.