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 Australia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ronan 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Young Marble Giants,
Q and Not U,
Lindisfarne,
Matthew Halsall,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bootsy Collins,
The Seeds,
The Music Machine,
Minutemen,
The Index,
Mandrill,
DJ Sneak,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marvin Gaye,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ken Boothe,
the Normal,
Essential Logic,
The Real Kids,
Fela Kuti,
Scientists,
Stetsasonic,
Malaria!,
Faraquet,
Monks,
The Skatalites,
Sound Behaviour,
The J.B.'s,
Kas Product,
The Golliwogs,
The Cowsills,
Harmonia,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Procol Harum,
Josef K,
Half Japanese,
Wire,
Rapeman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Robert Hood,
Brand Nubian,
Boogie Down Productions,
Charles Mingus,
Robert Wyatt,
Black Moon,
Juan Atkins,
Shuggie Otis,
Don Cherry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Basic Channel,
Hoover,
Organ,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lakeside,
Toni Rubio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rites of Spring,
T. Rex,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.