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 Croatia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Marine Girls to the techno 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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
David McCallum,
The Stooges,
Michelle Simonal,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rekid,
The Detroit Cobras,
Japan,
Judy Mowatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Walker Brothers,
Icehouse,
Faraquet,
Josef K,
These Immortal Souls,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Cure,
Trumans Water,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
JFA,
Massinfluence,
The Buckinghams,
Jacob Miller,
Andrew Hill,
Depeche Mode,
DNA,
ABBA,
The Electric Prunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Technova,
Infiniti,
Kas Product,
Terry Callier,
Pantaleimon,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soul II Soul,
K-Klass,
Oneida,
Harmonia,
Lindisfarne,
The Last Poets,
Kayak,
Pole,
Joey Negro,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crash Course in Science,
Supertramp,
Hashim,
The Remains,
Camberwell Now,
Yusef Lateef,
In Retrospect,
Ronnie Foster,
Agent Orange,
Flipper,
Maurizio,
Radiohead,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.