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 Nicaragua and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Talk Talk to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Erykah Badu,
Infiniti,
The Smiths,
Rekid,
Jimmy McGriff,
Swell Maps,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Suburban Knight,
Erasure,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Divine Comedy,
Fela Kuti,
Ponytail,
The Smoke,
Amazonics,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Heaven 17,
Lyres,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Moleskins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Durutti Column,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sexual Harrassment,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Robert Görl,
Eurythmics,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Last Poets,
Eve St. Jones,
Tubeway Army,
Mandrill,
Goldenarms,
Gang of Four,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Evens,
Q and Not U,
Patti Smith,
CMW,
New York Dolls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Todd Terry,
KRS-One,
Audionom,
Scion,
R.M.O.,
Man Parrish,
The Litter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Crime,
Skarface,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Wake,
The Count Five,
10cc,
L. Decosne,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.