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 Uganda and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Soft Machine to the rap 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a snare 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 harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alton Ellis,
Blake Baxter,
Pierre Henry,
The Dirtbombs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Livin' Joy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lucky Dragons,
The Saints,
Spandau Ballet,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Star Department,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grauzone,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Count Five,
Q and Not U,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tres Demented,
Quantec,
Black Sheep,
Scratch Acid,
The Wake,
Masters at Work,
Animal Collective,
Gerry Rafferty,
Circle Jerks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Second Layer,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Isaac Hayes,
Juan Atkins,
Barbara Tucker,
Darondo,
Eddi Front,
The Black Dice,
Public Image Ltd.,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lower 48,
Angry Samoans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Von Mondo,
Unwound,
Mo-Dettes,
Matthew Bourne,
Metal Thangz,
Ronan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brand Nubian,
The Associates,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Lydon,
The American Breed,
Skriet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.