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 Solomon Islands and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes 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 theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pagans,
Isaac Hayes,
the Germs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Erasure,
Bob Dylan,
OOIOO,
Television,
Joyce Sims,
Minor Threat,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bauhaus,
Lower 48,
the Slits,
Donny Hathaway,
Bizarre Inc.,
Radio Birdman,
Sex Pistols,
Y Pants,
Amon Düül,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gregory Isaacs,
Glenn Branca,
The Barracudas,
Goldenarms,
Crooked Eye,
Robert Görl,
The Human League,
Eve St. Jones,
JFA,
Adolescents,
Basic Channel,
Skriet,
Excepter,
Eric B and Rakim,
Quadrant,
Groovy Waters,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
H. Thieme,
Subhumans,
Niagra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Angels of Light,
Barry Ungar,
Sam Rivers,
Robert Wyatt,
The Cure,
Soft Machine,
Mantronix,
the Human League,
Flash Fearless,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Main Source,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dirtbombs,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cameo,
Scion,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.