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 Afghanistan and from Lyon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 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 Rod Modell to the electroclash 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
PIL,
Big Daddy Kane,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eric Dolphy,
Supertramp,
Soulsonic Force,
Roy Ayers,
World's Most,
Black Bananas,
K-Klass,
The J.B.'s,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang Starr,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joyce Sims,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Loose Ends,
Wolf Eyes,
Lightning Bolt,
Bill Near,
Depeche Mode,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Technova,
H. Thieme,
Lakeside,
The Fugs,
U.S. Maple,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Raincoats,
the Soft Cell,
Goldenarms,
Archie Shepp,
Hot Snakes,
Soft Machine,
Slave,
Main Source,
Janne Schatter,
Glenn Branca,
Pagans,
The Red Krayola,
Buzzcocks,
Ice-T,
Don Cherry,
T.S.O.L.,
Morten Harket,
Dark Day,
Ronan,
Hardrive,
The Doors,
Gichy Dan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Half Japanese,
Cybotron,
Rosa Yemen,
Al Stewart,
Stetsasonic,
Maleditus Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
Joy Division,
The Gap Band,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.