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 Gabon and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry's Kids,
Magma,
Roy Ayers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Panda Bear,
Funky Four + One,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Raincoats,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
OOIOO,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fuzztones,
Ultravox,
Nirvana,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wasted Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monks,
Crooked Eye,
Michelle Simonal,
Arab on Radar,
Audionom,
Glambeats Corp.,
Josef K,
EPMD,
Zapp,
Tres Demented,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sun City Girls,
Intrusion,
Mission of Burma,
Alphaville,
Joe Finger,
Prince Buster,
Loose Ends,
Marc Almond,
Toni Rubio,
Cluster,
Soul II Soul,
Trumans Water,
Marvin Gaye,
Dorothy Ashby,
DJ Style,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Patti Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Reed,
Todd Terry,
David McCallum,
L. Decosne,
The Evens,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boredoms,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jeff Mills,
The Gun Club,
Kerri Chandler,
Blake Baxter,
Bad Manners,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.