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 Croatia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the jazz 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soft Machine,
Gang Green,
Masters at Work,
The Names,
These Immortal Souls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Christie,
Aloha Tigers,
Unwound,
Trumans Water,
Wings,
Stereo Dub,
Danielle Patucci,
Sparks,
Connie Case,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boz Scaggs,
The Divine Comedy,
Moby Grape,
Ralphi Rosario,
Motorama,
Chris Corsano,
Minnie Riperton,
Robert Hood,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Monolake,
The Litter,
The Buckinghams,
Quadrant,
Simply Red,
Basic Channel,
Urselle,
Youth Brigade,
Flash Fearless,
Hot Snakes,
Shuggie Otis,
Lightning Bolt,
Icehouse,
Lungfish,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dennis Brown,
Schoolly D,
Section 25,
Procol Harum,
One Last Wish,
L. Decosne,
Blossom Toes,
Glenn Branca,
Gabor Szabo,
Nirvana,
Judy Mowatt,
Todd Terry,
Amon Düül II,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Eurythmics,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.