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 Kosovo and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Mad Mike to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
PIL,
Public Enemy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Terry Callier,
Can,
Das Ding,
The Invisible,
The Divine Comedy,
Soulsonic Force,
Thee Headcoats,
Interpol,
Half Japanese,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-102,
Roger Hodgson,
Cluster,
Rites of Spring,
The Martian,
Sound Behaviour,
Supertramp,
a-ha,
Joe Smooth,
The Star Department,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Victims,
Ponytail,
Steve Hackett,
Boz Scaggs,
Bush Tetras,
Quando Quango,
Bobby Womack,
Vladislav Delay,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Pretty Things,
Whodini,
Symarip,
Warren Ellis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scratch Acid,
Kerri Chandler,
Max Romeo,
Nils Olav,
Aaron Thompson,
Basic Channel,
Connie Case,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Walker Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
Section 25,
Q65,
These Immortal Souls,
CMW,
Dual Sessions,
Deepchord,
Little Man,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jeff Mills,
The Doors,
Roy Ayers,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.