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 Nepal and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Maurizio,
Delta 5,
Pole,
The Stooges,
Colin Newman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Funkadelic,
Zapp,
Alphaville,
The Index,
The Cramps,
Hardrive,
Quando Quango,
The Gladiators,
The Fugs,
Aaron Thompson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Hood,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Shuggie Otis,
Clear Light,
Metal Thangz,
D'Angelo,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Moleskins,
Aloha Tigers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bootsy Collins,
Cybotron,
Jandek,
E-Dancer,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nick Fraelich,
Skaos,
Desert Stars,
The Cure,
Tres Demented,
Juan Atkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fire Engines,
The Star Department,
K-Klass,
Nils Olav,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang of Four,
Janne Schatter,
Index,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soul II Soul,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eric Copeland,
Ronan,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.