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 Malta and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Alison Limerick to the jazz 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Unrelated Segments,
Gregory Isaacs,
Colin Newman,
Fela Kuti,
The Fuzztones,
Hardrive,
Boz Scaggs,
Los Fastidios,
Joy Division,
Agent Orange,
China Crisis,
Jawbox,
Jimmy McGriff,
Thompson Twins,
Donny Hathaway,
Archie Shepp,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Soft Cell,
Danielle Patucci,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Rundgren,
Max Romeo,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Patti Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
Lyres,
Arcadia,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lower 48,
The Birthday Party,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Junior Murvin,
The Cramps,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The J.B.'s,
Pantaleimon,
Kas Product,
Amon Düül,
Loose Ends,
Camouflage,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aswad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
James White and The Blacks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Robert Wyatt,
The Searchers,
Jerry's Kids,
Stiv Bators,
Aaron Thompson,
The Real Kids,
Gichy Dan,
Robert Hood,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grey Daturas,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.