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 Mauritius and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 David Bowie 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 Colin Newman to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gichy Dan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mission of Burma,
Rufus Thomas,
Freddie Wadling,
Joe Smooth,
Piero Umiliani,
Rosa Yemen,
LL Cool J,
Michelle Simonal,
La Düsseldorf,
Scientists,
The Selecter,
The Offenders,
UT,
EPMD,
The Evens,
Schoolly D,
Todd Rundgren,
Agent Orange,
Banda Bassotti,
The Birthday Party,
Zapp,
Warren Ellis,
Ultravox,
Circle Jerks,
the Bar-Kays,
Isaac Hayes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Pus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Symarip,
Lee Hazlewood,
Faust,
Reagan Youth,
Guru Guru,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cecil Taylor,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Susan Cadogan,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Absolute Body Control,
Cluster,
Average White Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lungfish,
X-102,
Bill Near,
Liliput,
Anakelly,
Radio Birdman,
Desert Stars,
Scrapy,
T.S.O.L.,
Arthur Verocai,
Sixth Finger,
A Certain Ratio,
Theoretical Girls,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.