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 Norway and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Idris Muhammad 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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
The Count Five,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joey Negro,
Soft Machine,
Gang Starr,
Eric Copeland,
Ohio Players,
Michelle Simonal,
Bluetip,
Blancmange,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
World's Most,
Vainqueur,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gladiators,
Moss Icon,
Spoonie Gee,
cv313,
Ken Boothe,
Monks,
Kerri Chandler,
Lightning Bolt,
The Buckinghams,
the Slits,
Swell Maps,
Judy Mowatt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Amazonics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cameo,
Los Fastidios,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fugs,
Nik Kershaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sam Rivers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Suburban Knight,
Supertramp,
kango's stein massive,
The Grass Roots,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alice Coltrane,
The Blackbyrds,
Camouflage,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Man Parrish,
Radio Birdman,
The Happenings,
The Seeds,
ABC,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Robert Wyatt,
Monolake,
Sex Pistols,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Janne Schatter,
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.