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 Netherlands and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Vainqueur to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Ultravox,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bootsy Collins,
Sällskapet,
Sister Nancy,
Simply Red,
The Durutti Column,
The Dave Clark Five,
Chrome,
Ituana,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pylon,
Cybotron,
Robert Görl,
Reuben Wilson,
Joyce Sims,
Adolescents,
Lou Reed,
the Germs,
Rosa Yemen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jacob Miller,
Lungfish,
Terry Callier,
The Martian,
Lyres,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Second Layer,
Aural Exciters,
Rod Modell,
Moebius,
Anthony Braxton,
Chris Corsano,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Boz Scaggs,
Alice Coltrane,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Human League,
Ronnie Foster,
Average White Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Gabor Szabo,
Porter Ricks,
Bizarre Inc.,
These Immortal Souls,
Tom Boy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scion,
Nirvana,
Intrusion,
Joey Negro,
Royal Trux,
Brothers Johnson,
Matthew Bourne,
Al Stewart,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cecil Taylor,
Tres Demented,
Monks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.