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 Nigeria and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joensuu 1685 to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
The Misunderstood,
Deadbeat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Associates,
Black Sheep,
Harmonia,
The Cowsills,
X-Ray Spex,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
F. McDonald,
The Flesh Eaters,
Von Mondo,
New York Dolls,
Blancmange,
Thee Headcoats,
the Normal,
Japan,
CMW,
Excepter,
Angry Samoans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rekid,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Knickerbockers,
Mark Hollis,
John Cale,
The Victims,
Vladislav Delay,
Guru Guru,
Judy Mowatt,
Kas Product,
Bill Wells,
Rod Modell,
Reagan Youth,
Freddie Wadling,
Bluetip,
Arthur Verocai,
The Young Rascals,
Alphaville,
Janne Schatter,
Eric Copeland,
Lalann,
Fear,
Patti Smith,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jeff Mills,
The Remains,
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minor Threat,
Pantytec,
Howard Jones,
Roger Hodgson,
Ronnie Foster,
Sight & Sound,
The Divine Comedy,
PIL,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scan 7,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sarah Menescal,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.