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 Zambia and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 clarinet 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 Kas Product to the rock 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Outsiders,
Oneida,
Amon Düül II,
Subhumans,
Skriet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Animal Collective,
the Germs,
Cybotron,
Smog,
Blake Baxter,
Moby Grape,
Von Mondo,
The Fuzztones,
The Litter,
Average White Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Fatback Band,
Scientists,
Wolf Eyes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gang Starr,
The Music Machine,
Steve Hackett,
Accadde A,
Rufus Thomas,
John Lydon,
DNA,
Fluxion,
The Smoke,
Robert Görl,
Crash Course in Science,
Big Daddy Kane,
Model 500,
Magazine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pierre Henry,
Unwound,
Delta 5,
The Slackers,
Brothers Johnson,
Cluster,
Mo-Dettes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kurtis Blow,
Flash Fearless,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dual Sessions,
Swell Maps,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ituana,
Q and Not U,
Jeff Mills,
a-ha,
Lyres,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.