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 Ghana and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 David Bowie 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 Matthew Halsall to the punk 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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe 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 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Golliwogs,
Accadde A,
Nik Kershaw,
Delta 5,
Junior Murvin,
Judy Mowatt,
Scientists,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Model 500,
Interpol,
Drexciya,
The Associates,
The Wake,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Howard Jones,
The Knickerbockers,
LL Cool J,
Isaac Hayes,
Q65,
The Techniques,
Marvin Gaye,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ossler,
Traffic Nightmare,
World's Most,
Nick Fraelich,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Flag,
Robert Hood,
Dual Sessions,
The Fugs,
Eric Dolphy,
Magazine,
Boredoms,
Tropical Tobacco,
Young Marble Giants,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Moss Icon,
T. Rex,
Joy Division,
Gang Starr,
Gong,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Neon Judgement,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kenny Larkin,
The Moleskins,
Marmalade,
The Monochrome Set,
The Slackers,
Lyres,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.