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 Ireland and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bang On A Can to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
The Fire Engines,
Tropical Tobacco,
Anthony Braxton,
Lower 48,
Maleditus Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kayak,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Average White Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Robert Wyatt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joe Finger,
Outsiders,
Barrington Levy,
Cybotron,
Negative Approach,
Heaven 17,
Essential Logic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ken Boothe,
Mission of Burma,
The Red Krayola,
Crime,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fat Boys,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alton Ellis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Moebius,
The Martian,
Public Enemy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sixth Finger,
New Order,
Absolute Body Control,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Rod Modell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bang On A Can,
Quadrant,
Roy Ayers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Josef K,
The New Christs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Albert Ayler,
Bill Wells,
Steve Hackett,
Quando Quango,
Bad Manners,
Pantytec,
Leonard Cohen,
Skaos,
Surgeon,
Wally Richardson,
Agitation Free,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.