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 Australia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fela Kuti to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
David Axelrod,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Los Fastidios,
Kas Product,
Dennis Brown,
The Human League,
ABBA,
Moss Icon,
Con Funk Shun,
Sixth Finger,
Oblivians,
Lalann,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Sonics,
Black Pus,
Deakin,
Bill Near,
Joy Division,
Banda Bassotti,
Rapeman,
Wolf Eyes,
Suburban Knight,
Soul II Soul,
Eric Copeland,
Prince Buster,
Morten Harket,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Terry Callier,
Warsaw,
Kaleidoscope,
the Germs,
Surgeon,
Faust,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Aswad,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fad Gadget,
John Cale,
Section 25,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aloha Tigers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eden Ahbez,
Schoolly D,
K-Klass,
The Standells,
Charles Mingus,
The Techniques,
Livin' Joy,
the Normal,
Y Pants,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fear,
Joey Negro,
R.M.O.,
Pantytec,
The Pretty Things,
Altered Images,
The Count Five,
Iggy Pop,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.