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 Dominica and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Glasgow.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Davy DMX to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith 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 harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Subhumans,
Sight & Sound,
Sun City Girls,
The Leaves,
Depeche Mode,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Radiohead,
Fat Boys,
Steve Hackett,
The Mojo Men,
Drive Like Jehu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Susan Cadogan,
Rosa Yemen,
Boz Scaggs,
Marc Almond,
Howard Jones,
Hasil Adkins,
Con Funk Shun,
the Association,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
UT,
Unwound,
Kurtis Blow,
Scratch Acid,
Robert Görl,
Nick Fraelich,
The Move,
Magazine,
Don Cherry,
Althea and Donna,
E-Dancer,
Ronan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Slits,
China Crisis,
New Order,
Lower 48,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Moody Blues,
Camouflage,
Supertramp,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare,
Y Pants,
the Sonics,
Fatback Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sandy B,
Television Personalities,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Shuggie Otis,
Nils Olav,
Quando Quango,
The New Christs,
The Cure,
The Fire Engines,
Ultravox,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stereo Dub,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.