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 Tunisia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lyres to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultravox,
Stereo Dub,
Al Stewart,
Mars,
Grey Daturas,
Idris Muhammad,
Mo-Dettes,
Yusef Lateef,
Essential Logic,
Skaos,
The Velvet Underground,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Drexciya,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobby Womack,
Crispian St. Peters,
Flamin' Groovies,
10cc,
Slave,
Fad Gadget,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Dorothy Ashby,
L. Decosne,
David Axelrod,
Loose Ends,
John Holt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
World's Most,
Danielle Patucci,
Nas,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scan 7,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Young Rascals,
Joe Finger,
Arcadia,
Andrew Hill,
Country Teasers,
Delta 5,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Standells,
the Swans,
Dawn Penn,
The Fire Engines,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Matthew Halsall,
Mr. Review,
The Slits,
Lalo Schifrin,
Erasure,
Half Japanese,
Minnie Riperton,
Dennis Brown,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
ABC,
Can,
James White and The Blacks,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.