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 Austria and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Judy Mowatt to the techno 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Thee Headcoats,
Grey Daturas,
Eve St. Jones,
Scratch Acid,
the Association,
Letta Mbulu,
Moby Grape,
Barry Ungar,
Ultra Naté,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Idris Muhammad,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jesper Dahlback,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Techniques,
The Gap Band,
Minor Threat,
The Saints,
Brick,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sound Behaviour,
Average White Band,
Iggy Pop,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Martian,
The Sonics,
The J.B.'s,
Maurizio,
the Normal,
Freddie Wadling,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Offenders,
Robert Görl,
Rekid,
Sam Rivers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brand Nubian,
Surgeon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Frankie Knuckles,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Harry Pussy,
Accadde A,
Icehouse,
Cymande,
Cameo,
T.S.O.L.,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Sherman,
Banda Bassotti,
Laurel Aitken,
Guru Guru,
Ralphi Rosario,
Clear Light,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Bananas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
T. Rex,
Roy Ayers,
JFA,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.