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 Lithuania and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Radiopuhelimet to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pagans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Golliwogs,
Sixth Finger,
Model 500,
Magma,
Carl Craig,
Lakeside,
Mr. Review,
Popol Vuh,
The Fugs,
The Raincoats,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Q and Not U,
New Order,
Section 25,
John Coltrane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marc Almond,
In Retrospect,
Skaos,
Danielle Patucci,
Archie Shepp,
Wasted Youth,
Blossom Toes,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bob Dylan,
The Sound,
Janne Schatter,
Mandrill,
Jerry's Kids,
The Buckinghams,
The Birthday Party,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scan 7,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Byrd,
Agent Orange,
Hashim,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pantytec,
JFA,
The Star Department,
Sonic Youth,
Matthew Halsall,
the Sonics,
Television,
Vladislav Delay,
Malaria!,
Subhumans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Swell Maps,
Godley & Creme,
Main Source,
The Dave Clark Five,
Average White Band,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The 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.