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 Palau and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Moody Blues to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Smog,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marc Almond,
The Leaves,
The Selecter,
Subhumans,
Rotary Connection,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Doobie Brothers,
Erasure,
Essential Logic,
Fad Gadget,
The Fire Engines,
Bobby Sherman,
Scion,
Flipper,
Delta 5,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Pop Group,
Theoretical Girls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dark Day,
Black Moon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Icehouse,
The Cowsills,
The Velvet Underground,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Peter and Kerry,
The Doors,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magma,
Ultimate Spinach,
Grey Daturas,
Nas,
The Count Five,
Grauzone,
X-101,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vladislav Delay,
The Wake,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Loose Ends,
Oblivians,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alton Ellis,
Cecil Taylor,
Warsaw,
Brothers Johnson,
the Human League,
Sun Ra,
Kayak,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Crash Course in Science,
U.S. Maple,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dead Boys,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.