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 Algeria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 John Cale 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Newcleus,
Icehouse,
Fela Kuti,
La Düsseldorf,
Nik Kershaw,
Spoonie Gee,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ken Boothe,
Sugar Minott,
Kerrie Biddell,
Smog,
Groovy Waters,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tres Demented,
The Beau Brummels,
Young Marble Giants,
Bluetip,
the Human League,
Juan Atkins,
Goldenarms,
Camberwell Now,
John Foxx,
The Pretty Things,
Flash Fearless,
X-Ray Spex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Blackbyrds,
Alphaville,
Gong,
Heaven 17,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Absolute Body Control,
Anthony Braxton,
Magazine,
Mandrill,
Jesper Dahlback,
Aswad,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Index,
Average White Band,
Robert Hood,
Guru Guru,
Spandau Ballet,
New Order,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thee Headcoats,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nirvana,
Quantec,
Bob Dylan,
Monks,
Soft Cell,
Skarface,
Liliput,
Wasted Youth,
New Age Steppers,
Moss Icon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.