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 Nigeria and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 Man Parrish to the punk 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Andrew Hill,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ronan,
Chrome,
Gabor Szabo,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Reed,
Freddie Wadling,
Rod Modell,
Average White Band,
The Move,
Index,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scan 7,
Y Pants,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Graham Central Station,
Funkadelic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Stetsasonic,
Scion,
Accadde A,
Guru Guru,
Procol Harum,
Radiohead,
Tropical Tobacco,
U.S. Maple,
Juan Atkins,
Flash Fearless,
Pole,
The Golliwogs,
James White and The Blacks,
Joey Negro,
Rapeman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Terry Callier,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Smiths,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Maleditus Sound,
Swans,
Ken Boothe,
The Pretty Things,
Jandek,
Iggy Pop,
Massinfluence,
Franke,
Sun City Girls,
Letta Mbulu,
Angry Samoans,
Minnie Riperton,
the Normal,
The Durutti Column,
Bootsy Collins,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultra Naté,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.