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 Mauritius and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 10cc to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
CMW,
David Axelrod,
Joyce Sims,
Drexciya,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mark Hollis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Todd Terry,
Tommy Roe,
Godley & Creme,
The Cramps,
Barbara Tucker,
Soulsonic Force,
Sun City Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Reuben Wilson,
Todd Rundgren,
Gabor Szabo,
Sparks,
Hot Snakes,
the Germs,
Ponytail,
Boz Scaggs,
Andrew Hill,
Audionom,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cybotron,
The American Breed,
The Vogues,
Marmalade,
Dark Day,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lou Christie,
Rakim,
the Sonics,
Aaron Thompson,
Unwound,
Q and Not U,
The New Christs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Interpol,
Brothers Johnson,
The Tremeloes,
Cymande,
Bauhaus,
Moby Grape,
Joy Division,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
DNA,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gregory Isaacs,
X-101,
Fela Kuti,
The Remains,
Gong,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lyres,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ken Boothe,
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.