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 Greece and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
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 synthesizer 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 electroclash 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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
The Selecter,
Nas,
Shoche,
Country Teasers,
Camberwell Now,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gong,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare,
The Seeds,
Talk Talk,
The Human League,
Dave Gahan,
Gang of Four,
Arthur Verocai,
The Gun Club,
Iggy Pop,
The Cowsills,
the Normal,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Motions,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Five Americans,
Soft Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mission of Burma,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Siglo XX,
DNA,
Dorothy Ashby,
June Days,
Kool Moe Dee,
Junior Murvin,
Ludus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Television Personalities,
Goldenarms,
Moby Grape,
Mandrill,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Groovy Waters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soft Cell,
Quantec,
The Busters,
Eric Copeland,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Leaves,
E-Dancer,
Marc Almond,
Fugazi,
Q and Not U,
Surgeon,
Deakin,
Saccharine Trust,
The Cramps,
Thompson Twins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gastr Del Sol,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.