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 Netherlands and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Yaz to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Altered Images,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Average White Band,
cv313,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
ABC,
Swell Maps,
The Star Department,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Vladislav Delay,
The Fire Engines,
Audionom,
The Pop Group,
The Doors,
John Foxx,
Matthew Halsall,
Tomorrow,
Inner City,
The Vogues,
Model 500,
Sugar Minott,
The Count Five,
Robert Görl,
Ronnie Foster,
Anthony Braxton,
Pierre Henry,
Throbbing Gristle,
Surgeon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Susan Cadogan,
Roxette,
Stetsasonic,
Lower 48,
Thompson Twins,
This Heat,
Janne Schatter,
Man Parrish,
Duran Duran,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Heaven 17,
Slick Rick,
Davy DMX,
The Residents,
Au Pairs,
Yellowson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Sheep,
Peter and Kerry,
the Germs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Motorama,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.