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 Vanuatu and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the oboe 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 Dual Sessions to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kaleidoscope,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tom Boy,
The Techniques,
Rhythm & Sound,
Can,
kango's stein massive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
JFA,
Qualms,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gil Scott Heron,
Howard Jones,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Section 25,
Ten City,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rekid,
Barbara Tucker,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Clear Light,
Morten Harket,
X-102,
Pagans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
T. Rex,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rites of Spring,
Model 500,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Audionom,
Gang Gang Dance,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Funky Four + One,
Skriet,
The Divine Comedy,
New Order,
Drive Like Jehu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soul II Soul,
Minor Threat,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ultravox,
Faraquet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
James White and The Blacks,
Stiv Bators,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Pop Group,
The Residents,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Max Romeo,
Blossom Toes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eurythmics,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.