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 Turkmenistan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Alton Ellis to the crunk 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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
The Angels of Light,
Procol Harum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David McCallum,
Parry Music,
B.T. Express,
New York Dolls,
Laurel Aitken,
The Leaves,
Joe Smooth,
Infiniti,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dennis Brown,
Rufus Thomas,
Dave Gahan,
The Divine Comedy,
Ultravox,
David Axelrod,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Last Poets,
Dark Day,
Lalo Schifrin,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moss Icon,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Trojans,
Minnie Riperton,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Albert Ayler,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Wyatt,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Warsaw,
Grandmaster Flash,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fugazi,
Swell Maps,
Neil Young,
Public Image Ltd.,
Flipper,
Alton Ellis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roger Hodgson,
Jawbox,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
June Days,
Minny Pops,
Scan 7,
Rotary Connection,
Excepter,
MDC,
Blake Baxter,
Lower 48,
Japan,
One Last Wish,
Mantronix,
kango's stein massive,
Ronnie Foster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.