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 Lebanon and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Lou Reed 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 Roy Ayers to the jazz 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Mandrill,
The Residents,
Kas Product,
Henry Cow,
Aaron Thompson,
Darondo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lebanon Hanover,
cv313,
kango's stein massive,
Andrew Hill,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Blues Magoos,
Porter Ricks,
Black Pus,
Marvin Gaye,
Dennis Brown,
China Crisis,
Smog,
Blancmange,
Das Ding,
Absolute Body Control,
Television Personalities,
Max Romeo,
OOIOO,
Piero Umiliani,
Desert Stars,
Mars,
Jacques Brel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Albert Ayler,
Visage,
Tim Buckley,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kurtis Blow,
The Music Machine,
MC5,
The Remains,
Depeche Mode,
Sister Nancy,
Rod Modell,
FM Einheit,
Lightning Bolt,
The Trojans,
Barclay James Harvest,
Al Stewart,
Lou Reed,
Adolescents,
Traffic Nightmare,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Laurel Aitken,
the Human League,
Radiohead,
Delta 5,
Bad Manners,
Dave Gahan,
Underground Resistance,
The Gun Club,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skaos,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.