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 Micronesia and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 the Soft Cell to the dance 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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alison Limerick,
Main Source,
Shuggie Otis,
Judy Mowatt,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wire,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ten City,
Neil Young,
Kerri Chandler,
Drive Like Jehu,
Unwound,
Sonic Youth,
Tears for Fears,
Lalo Schifrin,
Donald Byrd,
Curtis Mayfield,
Thompson Twins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Dead C,
The Vogues,
Blancmange,
Soul II Soul,
Adolescents,
Slave,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rakim,
The Associates,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Patti Smith,
Jeff Mills,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Todd Terry,
Swans,
Pierre Henry,
Yellowson,
Japan,
Todd Rundgren,
Cluster,
Ossler,
Maurizio,
John Foxx,
Jimmy McGriff,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gang Green,
World's Most,
Connie Case,
T. Rex,
David Axelrod,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kayak,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bush Tetras,
This Heat,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.