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 Venezuela and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 Davy DMX to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soft Machine,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Normal,
DNA,
Mr. Review,
Brothers Johnson,
Pantytec,
Panda Bear,
Anthony Braxton,
Quantec,
Bill Near,
Pierre Henry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Maurizio,
Theoretical Girls,
Ossler,
Camouflage,
The Cure,
The Slackers,
The Pretty Things,
Oblivians,
Dawn Penn,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ituana,
Heaven 17,
Joe Smooth,
Royal Trux,
David McCallum,
The Residents,
Dave Gahan,
Section 25,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rotary Connection,
The Associates,
T. Rex,
The Sonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Glenn Branca,
Blancmange,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Simply Red,
Fad Gadget,
Jimmy McGriff,
Radiohead,
Cameo,
Eden Ahbez,
Banda Bassotti,
Sister Nancy,
Arthur Verocai,
Monolake,
Bobby Byrd,
Severed Heads,
Procol Harum,
David Axelrod,
Sound Behaviour,
Terrestrial Tones,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.