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 Madagascar and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Robert Palmer 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Television Personalities,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Chris & Cosey,
Mark Hollis,
Aloha Tigers,
Delta 5,
Bizarre Inc.,
Slave,
Marvin Gaye,
Accadde A,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yellowson,
Prince Buster,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Amon Düül,
Monolake,
Barry Ungar,
Black Bananas,
FM Einheit,
A Certain Ratio,
Angry Samoans,
Sparks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bobby Byrd,
Sonic Youth,
Eden Ahbez,
Barrington Levy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soft Machine,
The Associates,
Nik Kershaw,
Symarip,
Todd Terry,
Eric Copeland,
Animal Collective,
Grauzone,
The Dead C,
Terrestrial Tones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Birthday Party,
The New Christs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Zero Boys,
Faraquet,
The Durutti Column,
The Shadows of Knight,
Robert Wyatt,
Cymande,
Judy Mowatt,
The Fire Engines,
Gong,
Royal Trux,
Aswad,
Ken Boothe,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Sheep,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.