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 India and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe 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 Yazoo to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Audionom,
Brand Nubian,
Fifty Foot Hose,
a-ha,
Wolf Eyes,
Kas Product,
Throbbing Gristle,
Drexciya,
New Age Steppers,
Animal Collective,
Aloha Tigers,
Isaac Hayes,
Swell Maps,
Ice-T,
Loose Ends,
The Evens,
Matthew Bourne,
Icehouse,
Zero Boys,
World's Most,
Lightning Bolt,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kerri Chandler,
The Gories,
Hasil Adkins,
Cecil Taylor,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Blossom Toes,
Nas,
Kayak,
Scott Walker,
James White and The Blacks,
Roxy Music,
Marcia Griffiths,
Youth Brigade,
Index,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Blues Magoos,
10cc,
Schoolly D,
Jimmy McGriff,
Easy Going,
Eric B and Rakim,
Los Fastidios,
Niagra,
Pierre Henry,
The Toasters,
Todd Terry,
Max Romeo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Robert Görl,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Christie,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
L. Decosne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wings,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.