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 Belarus and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 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 Scrapy to the jazz 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Scrapy,
The Birthday Party,
Soft Machine,
Jeff Mills,
B.T. Express,
Sex Pistols,
Siglo XX,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joyce Sims,
The Knickerbockers,
the Human League,
Khruangbin,
Wasted Youth,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gregory Isaacs,
Animal Collective,
Half Japanese,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Q65,
Stiv Bators,
Glambeats Corp.,
Trumans Water,
Patti Smith,
Derrick May,
Scott Walker,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Associates,
Kool Moe Dee,
Metal Thangz,
Reuben Wilson,
Livin' Joy,
The Blues Magoos,
The Neon Judgement,
Camberwell Now,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Saints,
Bob Dylan,
The Seeds,
Radiopuhelimet,
Delta 5,
Quantec,
Ten City,
Public Image Ltd.,
Parry Music,
Donny Hathaway,
Alice Coltrane,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nico,
Technova,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Flipper,
Nirvana,
Aural Exciters,
The Monks,
Cal Tjader,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Severed Heads,
Rites of Spring,
Schoolly D,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Stereo Dub,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad 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.