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 Canada and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Lakeside to the punk 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
June Days,
Faraquet,
Icehouse,
Minutemen,
The Black Dice,
Panda Bear,
Nils Olav,
Jerry's Kids,
Donny Hathaway,
Agitation Free,
Tres Demented,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alison Limerick,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Kinks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kurtis Blow,
Jeff Lynne,
Maurizio,
Ituana,
World's Most,
The Golliwogs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Radiohead,
Stereo Dub,
Country Teasers,
The Gories,
Mo-Dettes,
Derrick Morgan,
The Five Americans,
Second Layer,
Aloha Tigers,
a-ha,
X-101,
Intrusion,
Procol Harum,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Banda Bassotti,
Deakin,
Laurel Aitken,
Reuben Wilson,
Slave,
the Germs,
Wire,
Y Pants,
The Red Krayola,
CMW,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bootsy Collins,
Deepchord,
Janne Schatter,
John Cale,
Stiv Bators,
E-Dancer,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacob Miller,
Quantec,
Cameo,
Sugar Minott,
The Busters,
Ossler,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.