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 Slovenia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Kool Moe Dee to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Robert Wyatt,
The Gories,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
K-Klass,
The Buckinghams,
The Star Department,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Vladislav Delay,
Mission of Burma,
The New Christs,
Funky Four + One,
KRS-One,
Panda Bear,
Josef K,
Tom Boy,
Mantronix,
Prince Buster,
Leonard Cohen,
Rosa Yemen,
Hasil Adkins,
Skriet,
Ituana,
Joe Smooth,
Von Mondo,
Sun City Girls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Qualms,
Main Source,
Sight & Sound,
The Busters,
Cybotron,
Amon Düül,
Pole,
Gabor Szabo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Piero Umiliani,
New Order,
Arcadia,
Lower 48,
Excepter,
Agent Orange,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minny Pops,
Banda Bassotti,
Average White Band,
Magma,
The Skatalites,
Mr. Review,
Todd Rundgren,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nik Kershaw,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fat Boys,
Dawn Penn,
Motorama,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soft Cell,
Can,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.