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 Liechtenstein and from Shanghai.
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 Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Gladiators to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Janne Schatter,
Crispian St. Peters,
Alphaville,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fire Engines,
Alice Coltrane,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fort Wilson Riot,
New Order,
Quantec,
Barrington Levy,
This Heat,
Barbara Tucker,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cameo,
Funkadelic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Piero Umiliani,
Jawbox,
Bush Tetras,
JFA,
K-Klass,
Japan,
China Crisis,
Sparks,
New York Dolls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Litter,
Minor Threat,
Avey Tare,
The Flesh Eaters,
Basic Channel,
Throbbing Gristle,
Unwound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sun City Girls,
the Soft Cell,
Blancmange,
Youth Brigade,
The Tremeloes,
The Index,
Michelle Simonal,
Flash Fearless,
Quadrant,
Robert Wyatt,
Yaz,
Porter Ricks,
Pole,
Cybotron,
Delon & Dalcan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Robert Görl,
Wasted Youth,
The Black Dice,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Sonics,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.