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 Chad and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joe Smooth to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fall. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Skarface,
Anthony Braxton,
Erykah Badu,
Quando Quango,
Bill Wells,
The Walker Brothers,
MDC,
John Foxx,
Heaven 17,
Judy Mowatt,
Shoche,
The Selecter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Techniques,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scan 7,
Gang Green,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Happenings,
Ronan,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Maleditus Sound,
Scion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Velvet Underground,
Pierre Henry,
The Residents,
Nirvana,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fear,
Electric Light Orchestra,
In Retrospect,
T.S.O.L.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Peter and Kerry,
The Vogues,
Sonic Youth,
Crash Course in Science,
Todd Rundgren,
Khruangbin,
Wolf Eyes,
Bob Dylan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Robert Görl,
Lightning Bolt,
Junior Murvin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bizarre Inc.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Audionom,
Donny Hathaway,
Grey Daturas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Niagra,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.