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 Ethiopia and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Icehouse to the dance 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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
The Offenders,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Byrd,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Smooth,
Ponytail,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Martian,
Faraquet,
Camouflage,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Motions,
Supertramp,
Hasil Adkins,
Animal Collective,
Vladislav Delay,
Soul II Soul,
Peter & Gordon,
Joyce Sims,
Marmalade,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Birthday Party,
Jandek,
Qualms,
Angry Samoans,
Parry Music,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yaz,
China Crisis,
Erykah Badu,
Shuggie Otis,
Siglo XX,
In Retrospect,
Terry Callier,
Davy DMX,
the Slits,
Black Flag,
Gil Scott Heron,
Young Marble Giants,
Deepchord,
Scientists,
Chrome,
Alison Limerick,
Girls At Our Best!,
Model 500,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Wake,
X-101,
Zapp,
Andrew Hill,
Freddie Wadling,
The Gladiators,
DNA,
Severed Heads,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang Starr,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moby Grape,
Donald Byrd,
Hashim,
Gerry Rafferty,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.