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 Guinea and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Derrick Morgan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Ornette Coleman,
Vladislav Delay,
Sex Pistols,
Wolf Eyes,
X-Ray Spex,
10cc,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Talk Talk,
Kurtis Blow,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hoover,
Don Cherry,
OOIOO,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cure,
Deepchord,
Supertramp,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Pretty Things,
Godley & Creme,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sight & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minny Pops,
Country Joe & The Fish,
UT,
Sun City Girls,
The Walker Brothers,
The Skatalites,
Warsaw,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tears for Fears,
Animal Collective,
Brick,
Masters at Work,
DJ Sneak,
Wasted Youth,
Derrick Morgan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scott Walker,
Leonard Cohen,
Bronski Beat,
Kerrie Biddell,
cv313,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Raincoats,
Lyres,
Ronnie Foster,
Deakin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Accadde A,
X-101,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Barracudas,
Bizarre Inc.,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.