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 Lithuania and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sonny Sharrock to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
The Evens,
Hoover,
Youth Brigade,
Al Stewart,
Curtis Mayfield,
Boogie Down Productions,
James White and The Blacks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jandek,
Das Ding,
Lindisfarne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Monolake,
The Doors,
Monks,
Buzzcocks,
Piero Umiliani,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tim Buckley,
kango's stein massive,
Crooked Eye,
Bronski Beat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roxy Music,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lucky Dragons,
Ludus,
DJ Style,
Pylon,
Unrelated Segments,
Tom Boy,
The Vogues,
Basic Channel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Intrusion,
The Tremeloes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kas Product,
Groovy Waters,
Scott Walker,
The Fire Engines,
Hashim,
The Blackbyrds,
China Crisis,
Royal Trux,
Scan 7,
Negative Approach,
The Skatalites,
Max Romeo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Durutti Column,
The J.B.'s,
Anthony Braxton,
The Dirtbombs,
Matthew Bourne,
Slave,
Qualms,
Camberwell Now,
Sparks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.