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 Comoros and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet 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 Nils Olav to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum 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 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?
Ralphi Rosario,
Kayak,
Television Personalities,
Lindisfarne,
Steve Hackett,
The Smiths,
The Gun Club,
Pierre Henry,
Patti Smith,
The Sisters of Mercy,
New Order,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Divine Comedy,
The Dirtbombs,
T.S.O.L.,
Absolute Body Control,
The Saints,
Bobby Byrd,
The Modern Lovers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
China Crisis,
Echospace,
Khruangbin,
48th St. Collective,
The Invisible,
Surgeon,
PIL,
Mandrill,
The Misunderstood,
One Last Wish,
La Düsseldorf,
The Doobie Brothers,
Archie Shepp,
Simply Red,
Sparks,
Lucky Dragons,
The Dead C,
The Offenders,
Nirvana,
Sonic Youth,
Morten Harket,
Marc Almond,
Amon Düül,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
AZ,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joe Smooth,
Ultra Naté,
Flamin' Groovies,
Soulsonic Force,
Sam Rivers,
B.T. Express,
Kerrie Biddell,
Big Daddy Kane,
Popol Vuh,
The Young Rascals,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Arcadia,
Ten City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.