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 Poland and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pet Shop Boys to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Blues Magoos,
the Sonics,
Crispian St. Peters,
Letta Mbulu,
D'Angelo,
Harmonia,
Absolute Body Control,
Index,
Sun Ra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
UT,
Skarface,
June Days,
Camouflage,
The Real Kids,
David Axelrod,
Hoover,
Crooked Eye,
Circle Jerks,
Stiv Bators,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Simply Red,
The Skatalites,
Hashim,
Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Bronski Beat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Niagra,
Marc Almond,
Magazine,
Brand Nubian,
The Sonics,
Jawbox,
Roger Hodgson,
Barrington Levy,
Alice Coltrane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mad Mike,
The Slackers,
Crispy Ambulance,
FM Einheit,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soulsonic Force,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bad Manners,
Unrelated Segments,
The Selecter,
The Moody Blues,
Parry Music,
Wally Richardson,
Y Pants,
10cc,
The Beau Brummels,
Section 25,
Youth Brigade,
The Smoke,
The Sound,
Iggy Pop,
Flash Fearless,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.