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 Colombia and from Cairo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gregory Isaacs to the jazz 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
OOIOO,
Cluster,
Josef K,
World's Most,
Stiv Bators,
Nils Olav,
Jawbox,
Dual Sessions,
Negative Approach,
Eric Dolphy,
The Residents,
Pagans,
The Busters,
Sun City Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Star Department,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Heaven 17,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Half Japanese,
Visage,
The Tremeloes,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Knickerbockers,
Matthew Halsall,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cramps,
These Immortal Souls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Pretty Things,
Cymande,
Roxy Music,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arcadia,
Johnny Clarke,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Robert Görl,
Anthony Braxton,
Theoretical Girls,
Sight & Sound,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Faust,
John Foxx,
Scientists,
Ken Boothe,
Clear Light,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Newcleus,
Unrelated Segments,
Masters at Work,
a-ha,
Robert Hood,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sister Nancy,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.