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 Portugal and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Peter & Gordon to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Index,
Tim Buckley,
Sixth Finger,
PIL,
Flamin' Groovies,
Marine Girls,
the Normal,
The Cure,
Derrick May,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skriet,
Joey Negro,
Sam Rivers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Dead C,
Schoolly D,
The Seeds,
Cecil Taylor,
Janne Schatter,
48th St. Collective,
Blake Baxter,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minny Pops,
Joyce Sims,
Au Pairs,
Arab on Radar,
Roy Ayers,
Fear,
The Neon Judgement,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Quando Quango,
Alton Ellis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Remains,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobby Sherman,
Reagan Youth,
The Real Kids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dirtbombs,
The Moody Blues,
The Grass Roots,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yellowson,
Sound Behaviour,
The Birthday Party,
Symarip,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mark Hollis,
Susan Cadogan,
Amon Düül,
Main Source,
Warsaw,
Kayak,
Sun Ra,
Nik Kershaw,
Mary Jane Girls,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.