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 Spain and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Barry Ungar to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Eric Dolphy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nils Olav,
The Beau Brummels,
Lightning Bolt,
Byron Stingily,
Warren Ellis,
Quando Quango,
The Pop Group,
Brass Construction,
Interpol,
Agitation Free,
Leonard Cohen,
Nation of Ulysses,
Accadde A,
Roger Hodgson,
The Birthday Party,
Hardrive,
Althea and Donna,
Groovy Waters,
Sister Nancy,
David Axelrod,
Amazonics,
Soft Cell,
The Names,
B.T. Express,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Boz Scaggs,
The Vogues,
Dual Sessions,
Ken Boothe,
Thompson Twins,
Zero Boys,
Rod Modell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
a-ha,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Christie,
The Cramps,
The Associates,
The Standells,
Urselle,
The Moody Blues,
D'Angelo,
Albert Ayler,
John Foxx,
Thee Headcoats,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Infiniti,
Monolake,
Pussy Galore,
Pylon,
Pantaleimon,
Gang of Four,
John Lydon,
Boredoms,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobby Sherman,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science, Crash Course in Science.
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.