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 Serbia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Motorama to the rap 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
The Fuzztones,
Young Marble Giants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Easy Going,
Fatback Band,
Tubeway Army,
Marine Girls,
Altered Images,
Crash Course in Science,
Yaz,
Roy Ayers,
Q65,
Joy Division,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Mummies,
The Durutti Column,
Kayak,
The Fire Engines,
Jeff Mills,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Average White Band,
Sixth Finger,
The Dirtbombs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dual Sessions,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Shuggie Otis,
Anthony Braxton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ornette Coleman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Half Japanese,
Andrew Hill,
Inner City,
Henry Cow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Black Pus,
Glenn Branca,
Michelle Simonal,
A Flock of Seagulls,
kango's stein massive,
the Normal,
Surgeon,
The Leaves,
These Immortal Souls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DNA,
Eric B and Rakim,
Matthew Bourne,
Warren Ellis,
The Smiths,
La Düsseldorf,
The Remains,
Y Pants,
Man Parrish,
Main Source,
LL Cool J,
Todd Rundgren,
June Days,
Ten City,
Sarah Menescal,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.