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 Ireland and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lebanon Hanover to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fuzztones,
Q65,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Todd Rundgren,
D'Angelo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cal Tjader,
Outsiders,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Warsaw,
Henry Cow,
Intrusion,
Nas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Inner City,
Bauhaus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric Copeland,
Qualms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mission of Burma,
The Skatalites,
Black Pus,
the Bar-Kays,
Electric Prunes,
Pussy Galore,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Negative Approach,
The Sound,
Marc Almond,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fugazi,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Blackbyrds,
Johnny Clarke,
Panda Bear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Womack,
The Moody Blues,
Eurythmics,
Main Source,
Judy Mowatt,
Eddi Front,
Livin' Joy,
Echospace,
James White and The Blacks,
DJ Sneak,
Tubeway Army,
Black Moon,
Icehouse,
The Motions,
the Association,
The Techniques,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.