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 Bangladesh and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Underground Resistance to the funk 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Skarface,
Chrome,
Don Cherry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fire Engines,
Donald Byrd,
Harry Pussy,
Pagans,
Niagra,
Faraquet,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Five Americans,
kango's stein massive,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kool Moe Dee,
New Order,
Fatback Band,
Terry Callier,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Blake Baxter,
Lucky Dragons,
Unwound,
Procol Harum,
Fela Kuti,
Danielle Patucci,
Bill Near,
Nico,
Janne Schatter,
The Techniques,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Byrd,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warsaw,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Black Dice,
Reuben Wilson,
Symarip,
Eric Copeland,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roxette,
La Düsseldorf,
John Coltrane,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ponytail,
Grauzone,
The Skatalites,
Underground Resistance,
Pylon,
Lyres,
the Slits,
H. Thieme,
Lee Hazlewood,
Public Enemy,
Dave Gahan,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Hood,
Derrick May,
The Selecter,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.