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 Bulgaria and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 synthesizer 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 Suburban Knight to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Lindisfarne,
Das Ding,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terry Callier,
MDC,
Maurizio,
Warren Ellis,
Cluster,
Pantaleimon,
DJ Style,
Second Layer,
DNA,
Agitation Free,
The Dave Clark Five,
Khruangbin,
Interpol,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wings,
Sonny Sharrock,
Colin Newman,
Hardrive,
The Black Dice,
The Standells,
the Normal,
Boogie Down Productions,
Half Japanese,
The Martian,
Matthew Bourne,
Fela Kuti,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Gap Band,
Popol Vuh,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aaron Thompson,
Brand Nubian,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Selecter,
The Cramps,
AZ,
Gang of Four,
Howard Jones,
Black Bananas,
The Gladiators,
The Velvet Underground,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Foxx,
Fat Boys,
Fear,
The Gun Club,
Soft Machine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Young Rascals,
Funkadelic,
Easy Going,
Erykah Badu,
Don Cherry,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tomorrow,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.