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 Solomon Islands and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Patti Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Chris Corsano,
Boredoms,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pole,
Jesper Dahlback,
Maleditus Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
Main Source,
Joe Smooth,
Banda Bassotti,
Grauzone,
Skarface,
Terry Callier,
Grey Daturas,
E-Dancer,
H. Thieme,
Alice Coltrane,
Bill Wells,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Godley & Creme,
Reuben Wilson,
Mary Jane Girls,
The American Breed,
Rotary Connection,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Underground Resistance,
K-Klass,
Nils Olav,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Delta 5,
Supertramp,
The Motions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mark Hollis,
Kurtis Blow,
Michelle Simonal,
In Retrospect,
Oneida,
Talk Talk,
World's Most,
Bluetip,
Trumans Water,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Green,
Reagan Youth,
The Alarm Clocks,
Archie Shepp,
Unwound,
Johnny Clarke,
David Axelrod,
Gerry Rafferty,
Glenn Branca,
The United States of America,
Arcadia,
Vladislav Delay,
The Walker Brothers,
Spandau Ballet,
Cameo,
Wasted Youth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.