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 Ukraine and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Yazoo to the funk 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Soul II Soul,
CMW,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Foxx,
Goldenarms,
Scion,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Johnny Clarke,
Bill Near,
Zapp,
Supertramp,
The Seeds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Suicide,
Cheater Slicks,
Technova,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mission of Burma,
The Human League,
Popol Vuh,
Toni Rubio,
Aaron Thompson,
Aural Exciters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Graham Central Station,
Con Funk Shun,
Howard Jones,
Erykah Badu,
Matthew Halsall,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Gories,
The Detroit Cobras,
Malaria!,
The Knickerbockers,
Bang On A Can,
Reuben Wilson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fall,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roy Ayers,
Agitation Free,
Joensuu 1685,
X-102,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Panda Bear,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Roger Hodgson,
Flipper,
The Monochrome Set,
Camouflage,
Massinfluence,
The Gladiators,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Siglo XX,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.