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 Somalia and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pulsallama to the grime 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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soulsonic Force,
Ossler,
The Toasters,
June Days,
Mo-Dettes,
Man Eating Sloth,
F. McDonald,
Anthony Braxton,
The Blues Magoos,
Tommy Roe,
Sällskapet,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sonic Youth,
David Axelrod,
Johnny Clarke,
These Immortal Souls,
The Seeds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pagans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lucky Dragons,
Cal Tjader,
Ice-T,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aural Exciters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Patti Smith,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Althea and Donna,
The J.B.'s,
Warren Ellis,
Half Japanese,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Radio Birdman,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Stiv Bators,
Derrick May,
Chris & Cosey,
Brass Construction,
The Tremeloes,
China Crisis,
Marc Almond,
Quando Quango,
Fela Kuti,
The Gun Club,
Connie Case,
the Normal,
MC5,
Roger Hodgson,
Whodini,
Kayak,
Marvin Gaye,
AZ,
Hashim,
The Slackers,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Doobie Brothers,
L. Decosne,
ABC,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.