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 Dominica and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Massinfluence 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Scan 7,
Sugar Minott,
Tubeway Army,
Althea and Donna,
Can,
Warren Ellis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Bananas,
The Techniques,
Lungfish,
Jeff Mills,
Brothers Johnson,
World's Most,
FM Einheit,
This Heat,
Boredoms,
Heaven 17,
Barclay James Harvest,
Grauzone,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Pop Group,
Flash Fearless,
Pulsallama,
Guru Guru,
Connie Case,
Mo-Dettes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Clear Light,
Panda Bear,
Roxy Music,
The Detroit Cobras,
Arcadia,
The Birthday Party,
The Names,
Chris & Cosey,
Dennis Brown,
Franke,
D'Angelo,
Hasil Adkins,
Monolake,
The American Breed,
Sparks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Steve Hackett,
The Slits,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Boz Scaggs,
Agent Orange,
Crime,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Stiv Bators,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Darondo,
Skriet,
Mr. Review,
Fat Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.