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 Dominica and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Negative Approach to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Colin Newman,
John Foxx,
The Young Rascals,
Ludus,
Drexciya,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brothers Johnson,
Absolute Body Control,
The Walker Brothers,
Scratch Acid,
Pantaleimon,
The Cure,
48th St. Collective,
Outsiders,
Sandy B,
Clear Light,
The Skatalites,
Roxy Music,
Eyeless In Gaza,
F. McDonald,
the Germs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Gories,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Mad Mike,
the Sonics,
MC5,
Public Enemy,
X-102,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang of Four,
Infiniti,
Masters at Work,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aaron Thompson,
John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crime,
K-Klass,
Moby Grape,
Maleditus Sound,
Dark Day,
Sonic Youth,
Barrington Levy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
B.T. Express,
Sex Pistols,
The Flesh Eaters,
Althea and Donna,
Young Marble Giants,
Tears for Fears,
Shuggie Otis,
The Invisible,
Hoover,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Animal Collective,
Isaac Hayes,
Byron Stingily,
Yusef Lateef,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.