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 Denmark and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Roxette to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Gang Green,
The Red Krayola,
The Searchers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Glenn Branca,
Lou Christie,
Sandy B,
A Certain Ratio,
Ultravox,
The Real Kids,
Connie Case,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Theoretical Girls,
Anakelly,
Mr. Review,
Camouflage,
Hoover,
Albert Ayler,
Al Stewart,
The Gun Club,
The Move,
Davy DMX,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lebanon Hanover,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Niagra,
The Mummies,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dead Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
Outsiders,
Stetsasonic,
Scan 7,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Young Marble Giants,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alton Ellis,
Peter and Kerry,
The Pop Group,
Audionom,
Depeche Mode,
Aaron Thompson,
Khruangbin,
Rapeman,
Jacques Brel,
The Human League,
Stereo Dub,
Technova,
Franke,
the Germs,
The Standells,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nils Olav,
Rufus Thomas,
Average White Band,
Cymande,
Josef K,
Saccharine Trust,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.