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 Poland and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar 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 Darondo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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 Star Department,
Surgeon,
Scrapy,
Eli Mardock,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tropical Tobacco,
Brass Construction,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Soft Cell,
Camberwell Now,
Deakin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Derrick Morgan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jimmy McGriff,
Don Cherry,
Saccharine Trust,
Moebius,
Alton Ellis,
Talk Talk,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Christie,
Jacques Brel,
Banda Bassotti,
Marvin Gaye,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
MC5,
Howard Jones,
Sex Pistols,
Television,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Blackbyrds,
Al Stewart,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cheater Slicks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Harmonia,
Kas Product,
Porter Ricks,
Yazoo,
Excepter,
Scientists,
Average White Band,
Faust,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kaleidoscope,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fugs,
Joe Finger,
The Moleskins,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moby Grape,
Echospace,
Sarah Menescal,
The Knickerbockers,
Lucky Dragons,
Oneida,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.