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 Togo and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Searchers 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Scratch Acid,
June Days,
Loose Ends,
JFA,
Y Pants,
The Evens,
Isaac Hayes,
Schoolly D,
Electric Prunes,
Deadbeat,
Letta Mbulu,
Cal Tjader,
E-Dancer,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tubeway Army,
Donny Hathaway,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Dave Clark Five,
Peter & Gordon,
Cheater Slicks,
Sarah Menescal,
Zero Boys,
Tres Demented,
The Fugs,
The Beau Brummels,
Agent Orange,
Nik Kershaw,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Real Kids,
Rakim,
Moss Icon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aloha Tigers,
Hashim,
Grauzone,
Rufus Thomas,
Neil Young,
Al Stewart,
Arcadia,
Derrick Morgan,
Accadde A,
Second Layer,
OOIOO,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Adolescents,
Funky Four + One,
Massinfluence,
Radiopuhelimet,
Subhumans,
The Associates,
the Slits,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bronski Beat,
Little Man,
Alton Ellis,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.