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 Fiji and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare 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 Nick Fraelich to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Christie,
Erasure,
Patti Smith,
Minny Pops,
Tom Boy,
Roxy Music,
Moebius,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Agitation Free,
Iggy Pop,
Procol Harum,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moss Icon,
Derrick May,
Animal Collective,
Babytalk,
Eric Dolphy,
New York Dolls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Porter Ricks,
New Age Steppers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Neon Judgement,
Rites of Spring,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eli Mardock,
Flamin' Groovies,
Carl Craig,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Skatalites,
Hardrive,
The Motions,
Graham Central Station,
Bang On A Can,
The Monochrome Set,
Rapeman,
Qualms,
Sonic Youth,
The Victims,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Kinks,
Angry Samoans,
the Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minutemen,
James White and The Blacks,
Los Fastidios,
The Fire Engines,
Ten City,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barclay James Harvest,
Vainqueur,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Q65,
Bootsy Collins,
Boogie Down Productions,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.