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 Tanzania and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
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 The Smiths to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Lower 48,
Minor Threat,
The Doors,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
ABC,
Black Pus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Brand Nubian,
Faraquet,
The Vogues,
Joey Negro,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eurythmics,
Sound Behaviour,
John Cale,
Flipper,
Motorama,
The Gladiators,
Public Enemy,
New York Dolls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Birthday Party,
Lee Hazlewood,
Das Ding,
Rakim,
Juan Atkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Style,
Simply Red,
The Moleskins,
Metal Thangz,
Depeche Mode,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Surgeon,
The Electric Prunes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed,
Tubeway Army,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Johnny Clarke,
Eddi Front,
Minnie Riperton,
Dual Sessions,
Terrestrial Tones,
Can,
Rites of Spring,
Zapp,
Underground Resistance,
Ken Boothe,
Robert Hood,
The Pop Group,
The Slits,
Kenny Larkin,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Residents,
Laurel Aitken,
Aloha Tigers,
Neil Young,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.