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 Kosovo and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
The Martian,
Slave,
Piero Umiliani,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tim Buckley,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mars,
Aswad,
Ornette Coleman,
Jeff Lynne,
Ken Boothe,
Lyres,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yellowson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Residents,
Parry Music,
China Crisis,
Lee Hazlewood,
Chris & Cosey,
The Fortunes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
cv313,
Mandrill,
Electric Prunes,
Half Japanese,
The Fugs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Babytalk,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kas Product,
The Pop Group,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Organ,
Animal Collective,
Stereo Dub,
Cymande,
Rapeman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jawbox,
Trumans Water,
Delta 5,
Surgeon,
Anakelly,
Faraquet,
Siglo XX,
Bobby Womack,
Barrington Levy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fall,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arab on Radar,
Infiniti,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.