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 Kuwait and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Donny Hathaway to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Lalo Schifrin,
Blake Baxter,
Depeche Mode,
Terry Callier,
Fela Kuti,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bobby Hutcherson,
L. Decosne,
Archie Shepp,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Unwound,
Donny Hathaway,
Sarah Menescal,
The Invisible,
Pantytec,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crooked Eye,
Kaleidoscope,
Lou Reed,
Newcleus,
Panda Bear,
The Buckinghams,
Glenn Branca,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Clear Light,
The New Christs,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Stooges,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hasil Adkins,
John Holt,
The Fire Engines,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alice Coltrane,
Mad Mike,
Scan 7,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yazoo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Easy Going,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sonics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
kango's stein massive,
EPMD,
Laurel Aitken,
Scion,
Saccharine Trust,
The Selecter,
Bronski Beat,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Young Rascals,
Lakeside,
Erasure,
Warren Ellis,
Rotary Connection,
Patti Smith,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.