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 Samoa 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lebanon Hanover to the rock 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Franke,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Mills,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lee Hazlewood,
Monolake,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sight & Sound,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cymande,
Soft Cell,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Trojans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Moon,
The Golliwogs,
Lower 48,
Bluetip,
Roxy Music,
Rapeman,
The Smiths,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Byron Stingily,
Spoonie Gee,
MDC,
Leonard Cohen,
Nirvana,
the Swans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Brick,
Mary Jane Girls,
Essential Logic,
Lalann,
Sonny Sharrock,
Crooked Eye,
Blake Baxter,
The Associates,
Arab on Radar,
The Raincoats,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed,
The Count Five,
Rekid,
Mo-Dettes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roxette,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lungfish,
Albert Ayler,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Divine Comedy,
Goldenarms,
Buzzcocks,
The Fall,
Wally Richardson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bronski Beat,
Skriet,
Quantec,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.