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 Libya and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Guru Guru to the electroclash 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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
the Slits,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Morten Harket,
Fluxion,
Boogie Down Productions,
Leonard Cohen,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Spoonie Gee,
Amon Düül II,
Patti Smith,
Joe Smooth,
Smog,
Y Pants,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vladislav Delay,
This Heat,
Joy Division,
Ornette Coleman,
The Trojans,
The Move,
D'Angelo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Man Parrish,
Brick,
Sex Pistols,
Parry Music,
Todd Rundgren,
Pet Shop Boys,
Qualms,
The Music Machine,
Fear,
Audionom,
Tropical Tobacco,
Beasts of Bourbon,
PIL,
The Residents,
Nik Kershaw,
Yaz,
Bronski Beat,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Byrd,
Mr. Review,
Rod Modell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crash Course in Science,
Peter and Kerry,
48th St. Collective,
The Saints,
Yusef Lateef,
Guru Guru,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Radio Birdman,
Khruangbin,
Simply Red,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stetsasonic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Subhumans,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.