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 Kenya and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Hoover to the jazz 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Colin Newman,
Yazoo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Spandau Ballet,
Aaron Thompson,
The Pretty Things,
Ronan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
MDC,
Ponytail,
The Litter,
Lee Hazlewood,
Franke,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Magazine,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Matthew Halsall,
ABC,
Essential Logic,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Hood,
The Divine Comedy,
Rapeman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moby Grape,
Hardrive,
Aswad,
John Lydon,
The Blues Magoos,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Camouflage,
Ultimate Spinach,
Motorama,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Peter & Gordon,
Pylon,
The Fugs,
Radiohead,
The Cowsills,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Fuzztones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
D'Angelo,
The Gories,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed,
Flipper,
DJ Sneak,
Lindisfarne,
Chris Corsano,
Maurizio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roxette,
Jawbox,
Arthur Verocai,
The Red Krayola,
Barbara Tucker,
Don Cherry,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.