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 Greece and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Drive Like Jehu,
Monks,
Panda Bear,
The Vogues,
John Foxx,
the Sonics,
Bizarre Inc.,
Steve Hackett,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Agitation Free,
Pantytec,
R.M.O.,
Faraquet,
Lindisfarne,
Average White Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Archie Shepp,
Section 25,
Model 500,
the Human League,
Gang of Four,
Sight & Sound,
The Raincoats,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter and Kerry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glenn Branca,
Malaria!,
Gang Starr,
Drexciya,
Mark Hollis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Slave,
Dave Gahan,
Nils Olav,
Fear,
B.T. Express,
Metal Thangz,
June of 44,
Minny Pops,
Joey Negro,
Smog,
The Flesh Eaters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
UT,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Funky Four + One,
Sonic Youth,
Unrelated Segments,
Tubeway Army,
Depeche Mode,
The Sonics,
Reuben Wilson,
The Shadows of Knight,
H. Thieme,
The Last Poets,
Tim Buckley,
CMW,
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.