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 Gabon and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Quadrant to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Hasil Adkins,
Rekid,
The Modern Lovers,
Motorama,
The Associates,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Whodini,
The Raincoats,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Guru Guru,
Fad Gadget,
Bobby Sherman,
Rotary Connection,
The Pop Group,
The Buckinghams,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Christie,
Slick Rick,
the Human League,
Johnny Clarke,
Dorothy Ashby,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ponytail,
Grey Daturas,
Dead Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Quadrant,
Tears for Fears,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mantronix,
Eden Ahbez,
Pylon,
Vainqueur,
The Grass Roots,
Sällskapet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Inner City,
B.T. Express,
Gerry Rafferty,
Big Daddy Kane,
R.M.O.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jeff Mills,
Cameo,
Siglo XX,
Kurtis Blow,
the Soft Cell,
The Blues Magoos,
Pantytec,
ABC,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jerry's Kids,
Alison Limerick,
Schoolly D,
DNA,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deakin,
Anakelly,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.