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 Slovakia and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
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 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 Matthew Bourne to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tim Buckley,
Los Fastidios,
The Raincoats,
Pantaleimon,
Schoolly D,
The Doobie Brothers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Moby Grape,
The Remains,
Negative Approach,
Motorama,
Avey Tare,
Monks,
EPMD,
Wasted Youth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Judy Mowatt,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang of Four,
Massinfluence,
Colin Newman,
The Smoke,
R.M.O.,
Juan Atkins,
Johnny Clarke,
Erykah Badu,
Liliput,
These Immortal Souls,
Marvin Gaye,
Joensuu 1685,
Sun City Girls,
Mary Jane Girls,
LL Cool J,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Searchers,
Hasil Adkins,
D'Angelo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Inner City,
Deadbeat,
48th St. Collective,
T.S.O.L.,
Stereo Dub,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rekid,
Barry Ungar,
Ultra Naté,
Intrusion,
Moss Icon,
The Gun Club,
The Cramps,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Vogues,
Reuben Wilson,
La Düsseldorf,
K-Klass,
Crispian St. Peters,
Roxette,
Funky Four + One,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.