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 Monaco and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Max Romeo to the rock 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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Bauhaus,
Swell Maps,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Magazine,
K-Klass,
Cluster,
Sun City Girls,
Skriet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Delon & Dalcan,
Blake Baxter,
Robert Wyatt,
Quadrant,
The Fall,
Massinfluence,
One Last Wish,
Freddie Wadling,
Kenny Larkin,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eurythmics,
The Moody Blues,
T.S.O.L.,
Urselle,
Joe Finger,
Pylon,
Bush Tetras,
Connie Case,
The Sound,
Michelle Simonal,
Donny Hathaway,
Amazonics,
Panda Bear,
Sarah Menescal,
Eve St. Jones,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gun Club,
Alphaville,
The Stooges,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hoover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Silicon Teens,
Sandy B,
The Human League,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joy Division,
a-ha,
Ludus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Moon,
Donald Byrd,
X-Ray Spex,
Cymande,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fluxion,
Sugar Minott,
Robert Görl,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alice Coltrane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.