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 Serbia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sugar Minott to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
Sister Nancy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Loose Ends,
John Cale,
Wally Richardson,
Sparks,
Panda Bear,
Donald Byrd,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sun City Girls,
Excepter,
The Invisible,
Fad Gadget,
The Red Krayola,
Ken Boothe,
X-102,
Stiv Bators,
Davy DMX,
Japan,
Nirvana,
Cal Tjader,
Popol Vuh,
Aaron Thompson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dawn Penn,
Anthony Braxton,
Darondo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Godley & Creme,
Tears for Fears,
Scratch Acid,
The Monochrome Set,
The Index,
Sun Ra,
John Foxx,
Reagan Youth,
Main Source,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Slick Rick,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ornette Coleman,
Yaz,
The Sonics,
Funky Four + One,
The Moleskins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Angry Samoans,
The Tremeloes,
Bill Near,
Schoolly D,
Juan Atkins,
Marc Almond,
The Electric Prunes,
Man Parrish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joe Smooth,
Blancmange,
Trumans Water,
Tim Buckley,
The Count Five,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.