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 Tuvalu and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Modern Lovers to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar 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 chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
Godley & Creme,
Heaven 17,
JFA,
Matthew Halsall,
Fela Kuti,
Hasil Adkins,
Fat Boys,
Babytalk,
Wasted Youth,
The Stooges,
Glambeats Corp.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skriet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bob Dylan,
MDC,
The Residents,
Tubeway Army,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Schoolly D,
Dual Sessions,
Severed Heads,
X-102,
Main Source,
Rod Modell,
Mission of Burma,
Blossom Toes,
Faraquet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Slackers,
New York Dolls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jeff Mills,
Aloha Tigers,
Brick,
Sonic Youth,
T.S.O.L.,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Piero Umiliani,
Average White Band,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mantronix,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash,
Youth Brigade,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kayak,
Roy Ayers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
EPMD,
Qualms,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scott Walker,
Los Fastidios,
Bang On A Can,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.