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 Argentina and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Kinks to the techno 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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro 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 rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
John Holt,
U.S. Maple,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barbara Tucker,
Minor Threat,
Popol Vuh,
Janne Schatter,
Stereo Dub,
Alton Ellis,
Flipper,
Lower 48,
Skarface,
The Fugs,
Hoover,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stiv Bators,
Organ,
Brass Construction,
Heaven 17,
Jeff Mills,
B.T. Express,
Slick Rick,
Judy Mowatt,
Ralphi Rosario,
kango's stein massive,
Toni Rubio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Newcleus,
Yazoo,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fall,
The Evens,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
cv313,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soul II Soul,
Grauzone,
The Modern Lovers,
Kas Product,
Groovy Waters,
Talk Talk,
Interpol,
The Fuzztones,
The Gladiators,
Brand Nubian,
Babytalk,
Donald Byrd,
Sight & Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Echospace,
Inner City,
Marc Almond,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Beau Brummels,
Schoolly D,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.