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 Seychelles and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare 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 The Selecter 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
One Last Wish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Josef K,
Lakeside,
Althea and Donna,
The Martian,
The Cowsills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sight & Sound,
Gerry Rafferty,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gabor Szabo,
Suburban Knight,
Prince Buster,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Desert Stars,
Pet Shop Boys,
Youth Brigade,
L. Decosne,
Joe Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Fad Gadget,
Index,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jeff Lynne,
KRS-One,
Rekid,
the Germs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Swans,
Camberwell Now,
The Invisible,
Brass Construction,
This Heat,
Aloha Tigers,
Flipper,
Skaos,
Scion,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang Starr,
MC5,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Excepter,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kerri Chandler,
Pulsallama,
Groovy Waters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
F. McDonald,
Yaz,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Coltrane,
Faust,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.