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 Poland and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Darondo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
PIL,
Country Teasers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cowsills,
Panda Bear,
The Human League,
Yaz,
Kurtis Blow,
New York Dolls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
John Cale,
Joy Division,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Idris Muhammad,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Average White Band,
Pylon,
Unrelated Segments,
Ken Boothe,
Sam Rivers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Laurel Aitken,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wire,
Barrington Levy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lungfish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brand Nubian,
Second Layer,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Q and Not U,
Rakim,
Harmonia,
Magma,
The Mojo Men,
The New Christs,
Freddie Wadling,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Josef K,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Radiohead,
Spandau Ballet,
Sister Nancy,
The Residents,
Drexciya,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Donald Byrd,
Lindisfarne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Zeros,
The Fall,
the Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mr. Review,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June of 44,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Monochrome Set,
Howard Jones,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.