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 Mauritius and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Khruangbin to the rock 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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 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?
Sound Behaviour,
Eurythmics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minny Pops,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oneida,
Depeche Mode,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Fugs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Underground Resistance,
Shoche,
Jeru the Damaja,
A Certain Ratio,
Excepter,
Morten Harket,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Real Kids,
X-102,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Stooges,
Ornette Coleman,
Howard Jones,
AZ,
Bluetip,
Zero Boys,
The Names,
Black Moon,
Fad Gadget,
Hot Snakes,
Flipper,
Television,
Sexual Harrassment,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Chris Corsano,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Pop Group,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lungfish,
Angry Samoans,
Isaac Hayes,
New Age Steppers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Swans,
The United States of America,
Accadde A,
Peter and Kerry,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pulsallama,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ronan,
Fela Kuti,
Ituana,
The Sisters of Mercy,
F. McDonald,
the Normal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.