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 Germany and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Tubeway Army to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yaz,
Mark Hollis,
Maurizio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Second Layer,
Fela Kuti,
X-102,
48th St. Collective,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gang Gang Dance,
X-101,
Sexual Harrassment,
Erykah Badu,
Barry Ungar,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Mummies,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Oblivians,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cheater Slicks,
Tubeway Army,
Black Flag,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jesper Dahlback,
Animal Collective,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Peter & Gordon,
Wings,
Bootsy Collins,
Oneida,
Juan Atkins,
The Sound,
Sound Behaviour,
Crash Course in Science,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Slits,
Arab on Radar,
Siglo XX,
Gregory Isaacs,
Simply Red,
Black Sheep,
Jacob Miller,
Section 25,
Ossler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Electric Prunes,
The Move,
The Star Department,
Thompson Twins,
The Gladiators,
The Standells,
Model 500,
Tears for Fears,
Lalann,
Visage,
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.