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 Iran and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Accadde A to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fela Kuti,
Black Flag,
Michelle Simonal,
Lakeside,
The Modern Lovers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bluetip,
The Five Americans,
Roxy Music,
Joensuu 1685,
Procol Harum,
Skarface,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nirvana,
Joyce Sims,
Alphaville,
Rufus Thomas,
The Names,
LL Cool J,
Janne Schatter,
Maleditus Sound,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wings,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tim Buckley,
Reagan Youth,
Talk Talk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Zeros,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Litter,
Ken Boothe,
The Mojo Men,
The Birthday Party,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Susan Cadogan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Raincoats,
Davy DMX,
Big Daddy Kane,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sister Nancy,
UT,
Robert Görl,
Fluxion,
Franke,
Boz Scaggs,
Brothers Johnson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marmalade,
The Dirtbombs,
Unrelated Segments,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.