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 Russia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 rhodes 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 The Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme 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 snare and a synthesizer 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 rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Animal Collective,
The Angels of Light,
Los Fastidios,
Brick,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Underground Resistance,
Excepter,
OOIOO,
Aswad,
Faraquet,
The Grass Roots,
Derrick Morgan,
Bauhaus,
Dorothy Ashby,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Associates,
Black Sheep,
The Techniques,
Das Ding,
Dawn Penn,
Moss Icon,
FM Einheit,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Soft Cell,
Warsaw,
Piero Umiliani,
Wolf Eyes,
Mandrill,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Camouflage,
Sun Ra,
Kerrie Biddell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Leonard Cohen,
China Crisis,
Rakim,
Spandau Ballet,
Yusef Lateef,
Hot Snakes,
Ultra Naté,
Barbara Tucker,
Pussy Galore,
Josef K,
Aural Exciters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Suicide,
DJ Style,
Ponytail,
Fear,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Womack,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eric B and Rakim,
Avey Tare,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.