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 Kyrgyzstan and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 The Smiths to the dance 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scott Walker,
Dennis Brown,
Joe Finger,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Warren Ellis,
The Residents,
Barbara Tucker,
Pere Ubu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Warsaw,
Rod Modell,
Letta Mbulu,
Deakin,
Graham Central Station,
Sixth Finger,
Minny Pops,
The American Breed,
Y Pants,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tears for Fears,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rosa Yemen,
Negative Approach,
Terry Callier,
Anakelly,
Skarface,
Matthew Bourne,
The Vogues,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Human League,
The Standells,
The Fuzztones,
Funky Four + One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bobby Sherman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Glambeats Corp.,
DNA,
Outsiders,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sugar Minott,
John Foxx,
Cal Tjader,
Arthur Verocai,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Dave Clark Five,
Derrick Morgan,
Morten Harket,
Monolake,
the Bar-Kays,
Kayak,
Groovy Waters,
Skaos,
John Holt,
Spandau Ballet,
JFA,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Motions,
Thompson Twins,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.