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 Comoros and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 Man Parrish to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Bronski Beat,
Buzzcocks,
Rod Modell,
Alison Limerick,
Rakim,
Accadde A,
The Angels of Light,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jacob Miller,
Ultravox,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pantaleimon,
Radiohead,
Kas Product,
Ice-T,
Franke,
Country Teasers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Oblivians,
Aural Exciters,
Kayak,
The Black Dice,
The Fuzztones,
Visage,
The Invisible,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Iggy Pop,
The Sonics,
Man Eating Sloth,
Boz Scaggs,
The Misunderstood,
Jeff Lynne,
Inner City,
Cameo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Derrick May,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Blues Magoos,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Aswad,
OOIOO,
Soul II Soul,
Model 500,
Skaos,
Robert Hood,
Main Source,
U.S. Maple,
Archie Shepp,
Tubeway Army,
Idris Muhammad,
The Red Krayola,
Don Cherry,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Skatalites,
Essential Logic,
Bobby Womack,
Basic Channel,
Susan Cadogan,
Deakin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.