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 Botswana and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 arpeggiator 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
The Divine Comedy,
The Names,
Judy Mowatt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Electric Prunes,
Main Source,
Zero Boys,
Rotary Connection,
Saccharine Trust,
David Bowie,
Crooked Eye,
Carl Craig,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Avey Tare,
Joyce Sims,
The Smiths,
Anakelly,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Godley & Creme,
Spoonie Gee,
Rakim,
John Holt,
Gichy Dan,
Ultravox,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lindisfarne,
Connie Case,
Slick Rick,
Jawbox,
Ossler,
U.S. Maple,
The Angels of Light,
Jandek,
Buzzcocks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Con Funk Shun,
Subhumans,
The Modern Lovers,
Nils Olav,
The Flesh Eaters,
A Certain Ratio,
the Normal,
Brothers Johnson,
Rapeman,
Popol Vuh,
Danielle Patucci,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ohio Players,
Cecil Taylor,
Yaz,
The Fortunes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Cowsills,
Eric Dolphy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.