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 Togo and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Youth Brigade to the crunk 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 rhodes and a harpsichord 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 theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
The Music Machine,
Andrew Hill,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Cale,
The Fortunes,
Rites of Spring,
The Tremeloes,
Todd Rundgren,
A Certain Ratio,
Fear,
Technova,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Neil Young,
The Knickerbockers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Newcleus,
Funkadelic,
The Gories,
Whodini,
Pylon,
Prince Buster,
UT,
Boredoms,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roger Hodgson,
Soulsonic Force,
Radiohead,
The Zeros,
Zapp,
The Residents,
Godley & Creme,
Scan 7,
Cluster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deakin,
June Days,
Minor Threat,
Rakim,
Rotary Connection,
Deadbeat,
The Beau Brummels,
Animal Collective,
Roxette,
The Dead C,
Quadrant,
The Techniques,
Ludus,
Judy Mowatt,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Coltrane,
Marine Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eurythmics,
Jawbox,
KRS-One,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
cv313,
Skaos,
E-Dancer,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.