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 Hungary and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Robert Wyatt to the grunge 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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Liliput,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy Collins,
Reuben Wilson,
LL Cool J,
Harmonia,
Rotary Connection,
Moebius,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Wake,
MDC,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aswad,
Graham Central Station,
The Misunderstood,
B.T. Express,
These Immortal Souls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
R.M.O.,
Parry Music,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soulsonic Force,
Jandek,
The Associates,
Eve St. Jones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barrington Levy,
U.S. Maple,
Kurtis Blow,
The Shadows of Knight,
Amon Düül,
Pulsallama,
Terry Callier,
The Happenings,
A Certain Ratio,
Lyres,
Wings,
Spandau Ballet,
Gong,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neu!,
Can,
Godley & Creme,
Robert Wyatt,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Blackbyrds,
Zapp,
Fad Gadget,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Young Rascals,
Bobby Byrd,
OOIOO,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fluxion,
Harry Pussy,
X-Ray Spex,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.