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 Jamaica and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Yazoo to the crunk 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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?
Banda Bassotti,
Faraquet,
Anthony Braxton,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scan 7,
Grauzone,
Wire,
Minnie Riperton,
Crime,
Donny Hathaway,
Delon & Dalcan,
EPMD,
Pere Ubu,
Arthur Verocai,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Smiths,
Fela Kuti,
Pagans,
Gerry Rafferty,
Little Man,
Brothers Johnson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sonic Youth,
The Kinks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Moon,
Suburban Knight,
Swans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Agitation Free,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rod Modell,
Yellowson,
The Young Rascals,
Ken Boothe,
Wings,
Chrome,
Terry Callier,
Angry Samoans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moebius,
David McCallum,
Amazonics,
The Real Kids,
Glenn Branca,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gang Starr,
Piero Umiliani,
Whodini,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Motions,
The Dead C,
The Associates,
Joyce Sims,
Alison Limerick,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Albert Ayler,
Ossler,
Cal Tjader,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.