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 Tunisia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare 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 Intrusion to the rap 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Zero Boys,
The Searchers,
The Monks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crime,
The Velvet Underground,
Young Marble Giants,
Theoretical Girls,
The Move,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Holt,
Q and Not U,
T. Rex,
Dave Gahan,
Black Pus,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Japan,
Yazoo,
CMW,
Sandy B,
The American Breed,
Rod Modell,
Technova,
Jerry's Kids,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Janne Schatter,
Charles Mingus,
Brass Construction,
The Blackbyrds,
The Evens,
New Age Steppers,
Gabor Szabo,
Howard Jones,
B.T. Express,
Joy Division,
World's Most,
Black Moon,
Blancmange,
Tommy Roe,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ronan,
Robert Wyatt,
Sex Pistols,
Graham Central Station,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Joyce Sims,
Minny Pops,
DJ Style,
Amazonics,
Roger Hodgson,
Lalann,
E-Dancer,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Excepter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nik Kershaw,
Negative Approach,
Thee Headcoats,
The Blues Magoos,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.