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 Bahrain and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dennis Brown to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron 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 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Marc Almond,
Banda Bassotti,
La Düsseldorf,
Jeff Mills,
Bill Wells,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dave Gahan,
DNA,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
World's Most,
Janne Schatter,
The Young Rascals,
Hasil Adkins,
AZ,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Moody Blues,
Pagans,
Jacques Brel,
Spandau Ballet,
In Retrospect,
The Cure,
48th St. Collective,
Crime,
Ludus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scan 7,
Aaron Thompson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ronnie Foster,
John Holt,
The Skatalites,
Zero Boys,
Inner City,
The Victims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bush Tetras,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The New Christs,
Von Mondo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Judy Mowatt,
The Fall,
Rhythm & Sound,
China Crisis,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fire Engines,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marmalade,
The Fortunes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ten City,
Tomorrow,
Unrelated Segments,
Cameo,
Kurtis Blow,
Youth Brigade,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.