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 Bahrain and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator 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 Q and Not U to the electroclash 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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Echospace,
Iggy Pop,
Neil Young,
Country Teasers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barry Ungar,
The Young Rascals,
Yazoo,
Livin' Joy,
A Certain Ratio,
Minutemen,
Charles Mingus,
Gregory Isaacs,
Michelle Simonal,
The Evens,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Offenders,
Amon Düül II,
UT,
Nik Kershaw,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jerry's Kids,
Flash Fearless,
Grandmaster Flash,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
MDC,
Brand Nubian,
Y Pants,
Robert Wyatt,
Albert Ayler,
Eric Copeland,
Fugazi,
The Cowsills,
Morten Harket,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Model 500,
Bobby Sherman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Moody Blues,
Graham Central Station,
Fluxion,
Alton Ellis,
Shuggie Otis,
Metal Thangz,
Can,
Warren Ellis,
Average White Band,
The Mojo Men,
Main Source,
Con Funk Shun,
Mission of Burma,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Moleskins,
The United States of America,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.