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 Bulgaria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator 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 Thee Headcoats to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
KRS-One,
Dead Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
La Düsseldorf,
Severed Heads,
Iggy Pop,
Desert Stars,
Skriet,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mission of Burma,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ossler,
The Seeds,
The Motions,
Roxy Music,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Delta 5,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tres Demented,
Country Teasers,
Black Moon,
The Stooges,
Jesper Dahlback,
Reuben Wilson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Donald Byrd,
Shoche,
Anakelly,
Idris Muhammad,
Rosa Yemen,
The Doors,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang of Four,
Marvin Gaye,
Heaven 17,
Howard Jones,
Arcadia,
Yazoo,
Aural Exciters,
Dave Gahan,
Lucky Dragons,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Youth Brigade,
Moby Grape,
MC5,
Vladislav Delay,
Tubeway Army,
The Invisible,
Yusef Lateef,
F. McDonald,
Judy Mowatt,
Main Source,
Graham Central Station,
The Happenings,
Hasil Adkins,
LL Cool J,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.