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 Indonesia and from Edmonton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Qualms to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Newcleus,
The New Christs,
Icehouse,
Animal Collective,
Amazonics,
Goldenarms,
Anthony Braxton,
Dennis Brown,
Duran Duran,
The Star Department,
Nas,
cv313,
Flamin' Groovies,
Althea and Donna,
Patti Smith,
Rites of Spring,
K-Klass,
X-Ray Spex,
Monks,
Judy Mowatt,
JFA,
Ultravox,
Panda Bear,
The Kinks,
Todd Terry,
Vladislav Delay,
Shoche,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Yellowson,
AZ,
Yazoo,
Section 25,
Can,
Delta 5,
Neil Young,
Guru Guru,
Minny Pops,
Index,
Magazine,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roger Hodgson,
Lindisfarne,
Sällskapet,
Moby Grape,
Bush Tetras,
The Gories,
Eli Mardock,
Eddi Front,
Albert Ayler,
Tubeway Army,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Neon Judgement,
Marmalade,
Adolescents,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Terry Callier,
Ponytail,
Stereo Dub,
Brand Nubian,
The Seeds,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.