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 New Zealand and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron 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 The Alarm Clocks to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Symarip,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Y Pants,
Alphaville,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Donald Byrd,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sexual Harrassment,
Aaron Thompson,
Lou Reed,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eric Copeland,
Joensuu 1685,
The Associates,
Niagra,
Radiohead,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Human League,
Kevin Saunderson,
OOIOO,
Brothers Johnson,
DJ Sneak,
Scott Walker,
Sonic Youth,
Nils Olav,
Saccharine Trust,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soul II Soul,
Crime,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Malaria!,
Organ,
Inner City,
The Divine Comedy,
Althea and Donna,
Thee Headcoats,
Vladislav Delay,
Ludus,
Lee Hazlewood,
EPMD,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dawn Penn,
Matthew Halsall,
Suburban Knight,
David McCallum,
The New Christs,
X-101,
Barbara Tucker,
JFA,
The Sound,
Blossom Toes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jeff Lynne,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.