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 Mongolia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Byron Stingily to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Roxette,
Sugar Minott,
T.S.O.L.,
Agent Orange,
Grey Daturas,
Newcleus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Skaos,
Eli Mardock,
The Star Department,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Saccharine Trust,
Duran Duran,
The Detroit Cobras,
ABC,
DJ Style,
Deadbeat,
Colin Newman,
John Holt,
B.T. Express,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Moody Blues,
Stockholm Monsters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crooked Eye,
Babytalk,
Thee Headcoats,
The Monks,
Au Pairs,
Mandrill,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Moon,
Audionom,
Prince Buster,
Eve St. Jones,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joy Division,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Gun Club,
Cameo,
The Happenings,
Rites of Spring,
Bush Tetras,
H. Thieme,
The Zeros,
Yazoo,
Shoche,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Dead C,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lee Hazlewood,
Reagan Youth,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Fugs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Heaven 17,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.