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 Andorra and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Country Teasers to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
The Associates,
U.S. Maple,
The Human League,
Parry Music,
Morten Harket,
Suicide,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lower 48,
Bronski Beat,
Kenny Larkin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Deakin,
Sarah Menescal,
Gong,
Avey Tare,
The Offenders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Selecter,
Angry Samoans,
Q and Not U,
Thompson Twins,
The Kinks,
Goldenarms,
John Holt,
Henry Cow,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Bourne,
Pole,
Scion,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ten City,
Delon & Dalcan,
FM Einheit,
Donald Byrd,
Crash Course in Science,
Fat Boys,
Intrusion,
Sight & Sound,
Massinfluence,
Nirvana,
Niagra,
The Five Americans,
The Grass Roots,
Surgeon,
Youth Brigade,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mighty Diamonds,
Khruangbin,
X-Ray Spex,
Mars,
Swans,
Radio Birdman,
John Cale,
Interpol,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Glenn Branca,
Leonard Cohen,
Minny Pops,
Tim Buckley,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.