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 Laos and from Milan.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 güiro 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 Quando Quango to the disco 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smoke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Michelle Simonal,
Unwound,
Aswad,
Josef K,
Niagra,
One Last Wish,
Tres Demented,
The Black Dice,
Delta 5,
The Cure,
Darondo,
Smog,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tubeway Army,
Steve Hackett,
Quantec,
OOIOO,
Wings,
The Searchers,
the Fania All-Stars,
CMW,
Half Japanese,
Kenny Larkin,
Clear Light,
Kool Moe Dee,
Outsiders,
EPMD,
David McCallum,
Ludus,
Warren Ellis,
The Birthday Party,
Roy Ayers,
The Martian,
Crime,
the Bar-Kays,
Mark Hollis,
the Swans,
Organ,
Aural Exciters,
Lakeside,
Marcia Griffiths,
Iggy Pop,
Mary Jane Girls,
Skarface,
Fat Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
The Blackbyrds,
The Invisible,
The Skatalites,
Fluxion,
Skriet,
Alton Ellis,
Quando Quango,
Scott Walker,
FM Einheit,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Underground Resistance,
Moss Icon,
Wolf Eyes,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.