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 Mali and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Sonics to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
The Motions,
Second Layer,
Camberwell Now,
Model 500,
a-ha,
Crispian St. Peters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lindisfarne,
Swell Maps,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jimmy McGriff,
Leonard Cohen,
The Mojo Men,
Marvin Gaye,
Icehouse,
Skarface,
Magazine,
Byron Stingily,
Joensuu 1685,
Hoover,
Connie Case,
Joe Finger,
Lyres,
Freddie Wadling,
Juan Atkins,
F. McDonald,
Yusef Lateef,
Scientists,
Soft Machine,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sun Ra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Magma,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobby Byrd,
Wire,
Janne Schatter,
Altered Images,
Japan,
The Smiths,
The Sonics,
Scrapy,
Zero Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Graham Central Station,
Susan Cadogan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Technova,
The Barracudas,
Minnie Riperton,
Reagan Youth,
The Slits,
Ludus,
Television,
Gil Scott Heron,
Hashim,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Angels of Light,
The Slackers,
The Moleskins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.