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 Korea North and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Sherman,
Mission of Burma,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rufus Thomas,
Harmonia,
Gastr Del Sol,
Matthew Bourne,
Scion,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lalann,
Khruangbin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ornette Coleman,
Qualms,
The Birthday Party,
Faraquet,
Animal Collective,
The Monks,
Half Japanese,
Bill Wells,
Von Mondo,
Barbara Tucker,
Can,
Zero Boys,
Josef K,
Harpers Bizarre,
Accadde A,
Model 500,
Vladislav Delay,
Unrelated Segments,
Saccharine Trust,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Sonics,
The Slackers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Barry Ungar,
The Real Kids,
Arcadia,
Jeff Lynne,
Hasil Adkins,
Amon Düül,
Q65,
Slave,
Fluxion,
Erykah Badu,
The Velvet Underground,
The Misunderstood,
Essential Logic,
DNA,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Masters at Work,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
a-ha,
Metal Thangz,
Marshall Jefferson,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.