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 Montenegro and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 clarinet 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 Black Moon to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Mars,
Jandek,
ABC,
The Monochrome Set,
The Slits,
Cybotron,
Ornette Coleman,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Mojo Men,
KRS-One,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eden Ahbez,
Funky Four + One,
Ultra Naté,
Tomorrow,
Bronski Beat,
Mr. Review,
Swell Maps,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Black Dice,
Banda Bassotti,
48th St. Collective,
The Cure,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Sonics,
Kaleidoscope,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tres Demented,
Section 25,
Reuben Wilson,
Drexciya,
The Standells,
Skriet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Black Moon,
Q65,
Intrusion,
Sound Behaviour,
Jawbox,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jacob Miller,
The Litter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roy Ayers,
Crash Course in Science,
Arthur Verocai,
Dawn Penn,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed,
Avey Tare,
Negative Approach,
Easy Going,
Amon Düül,
LL Cool J,
Minny Pops,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.