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 China and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Offenders to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Desert Stars,
Fatback Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Saccharine Trust,
10cc,
Jeru the Damaja,
Newcleus,
Crooked Eye,
Joyce Sims,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Yusef Lateef,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Duran Duran,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pierre Henry,
Harry Pussy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ronnie Foster,
Section 25,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Beau Brummels,
Main Source,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Index,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Hashim,
Second Layer,
Altered Images,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Theoretical Girls,
The Five Americans,
Bush Tetras,
Brand Nubian,
Technova,
Eden Ahbez,
Half Japanese,
Panda Bear,
Eddi Front,
Aswad,
Simply Red,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Buzzcocks,
Derrick Morgan,
Bronski Beat,
OOIOO,
Zapp,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Clear Light,
The Associates,
X-101,
Outsiders,
Dual Sessions,
Fat Boys,
Yazoo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Barracudas,
Matthew Halsall,
Mars,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joy Division,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.