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 Bangladesh and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Deakin to the jazz 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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kayak,
Rotary Connection,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sight & Sound,
Wings,
Sällskapet,
Unwound,
Jerry's Kids,
Steve Hackett,
Marc Almond,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nik Kershaw,
The Young Rascals,
Babytalk,
The Stooges,
The Fall,
Y Pants,
Television,
World's Most,
Duran Duran,
Stockholm Monsters,
Erasure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
kango's stein massive,
The Saints,
Excepter,
K-Klass,
The Gap Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quadrant,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Neil Young,
a-ha,
Oblivians,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bill Wells,
Archie Shepp,
Von Mondo,
Basic Channel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Althea and Donna,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ossler,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Radio Birdman,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Grey Daturas,
Lungfish,
Malaria!,
Bush Tetras,
Ludus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brothers Johnson,
Peter & Gordon,
Moby Grape,
Essential Logic,
Heaven 17,
the Swans,
Soul II Soul,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.