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 Germany and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Excepter to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Electric Prunes,
Grauzone,
The Index,
Alison Limerick,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fire Engines,
Deepchord,
Eve St. Jones,
Joyce Sims,
Moss Icon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Chris Corsano,
Jimmy McGriff,
Girls At Our Best!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mantronix,
Smog,
Saccharine Trust,
Interpol,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nik Kershaw,
The Tremeloes,
Cecil Taylor,
Wings,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bauhaus,
Joe Smooth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Man Eating Sloth,
Danielle Patucci,
The Pretty Things,
Judy Mowatt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alton Ellis,
Siglo XX,
Gerry Rafferty,
Throbbing Gristle,
In Retrospect,
Barbara Tucker,
Mary Jane Girls,
Groovy Waters,
Andrew Hill,
Whodini,
F. McDonald,
Anakelly,
Harmonia,
Sight & Sound,
Babytalk,
Warsaw,
The Pop Group,
Harry Pussy,
The United States of America,
Amazonics,
The Raincoats,
Massinfluence,
Donny Hathaway,
Cymande,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.