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 Iraq and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Colin Newman to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Bluetip,
DJ Sneak,
Don Cherry,
The Victims,
Leonard Cohen,
Basic Channel,
EPMD,
Derrick May,
Thompson Twins,
Black Pus,
Jeff Lynne,
Massinfluence,
Procol Harum,
Harpers Bizarre,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jeff Mills,
U.S. Maple,
The Electric Prunes,
Index,
Ronan,
Au Pairs,
Roxette,
Maleditus Sound,
Jacob Miller,
AZ,
the Sonics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Skatalites,
Joyce Sims,
Liliput,
Max Romeo,
Cybotron,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
MC5,
Pole,
Animal Collective,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lucky Dragons,
The Buckinghams,
Fear,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Zeros,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Delta 5,
cv313,
The Associates,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Parry Music,
Brand Nubian,
The Names,
X-102,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Juan Atkins,
The Smiths,
Dawn Penn,
Easy Going,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eli Mardock,
Brothers Johnson,
Kaleidoscope,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.