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 Antigua and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Lou Reed 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 Darondo to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marc Almond,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker,
Outsiders,
Organ,
the Human League,
Bobby Byrd,
Kerrie Biddell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Angels of Light,
B.T. Express,
Blossom Toes,
The Smiths,
Depeche Mode,
Colin Newman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Groovy Waters,
OOIOO,
Fatback Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soft Machine,
The Shadows of Knight,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Techniques,
Urselle,
Minutemen,
Harmonia,
Shoche,
Roxette,
K-Klass,
Maurizio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Goldenarms,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tres Demented,
Marmalade,
The American Breed,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Popol Vuh,
Ossler,
Michelle Simonal,
Supertramp,
Ronnie Foster,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Main Source,
Ohio Players,
The Fall,
Pet Shop Boys,
The New Christs,
Nas,
Circle Jerks,
Infiniti,
Gang Gang Dance,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare,
David Axelrod,
Brand Nubian,
Whodini,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.