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 Philippines and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
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 chamberlin 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 Ten City to the crunk 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Cameo,
Bang On A Can,
Jandek,
Crash Course in Science,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kool Moe Dee,
Agent Orange,
Don Cherry,
Heaven 17,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Graham Central Station,
Marine Girls,
The Evens,
Davy DMX,
The Gories,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minny Pops,
Rekid,
Warsaw,
the Bar-Kays,
MDC,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The New Christs,
Crooked Eye,
Archie Shepp,
Sister Nancy,
The Kinks,
June Days,
Absolute Body Control,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fatback Band,
Rapeman,
Aural Exciters,
Sällskapet,
Cecil Taylor,
Scratch Acid,
The Sound,
Tubeway Army,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bluetip,
Sonic Youth,
CMW,
X-102,
Hardrive,
The Music Machine,
Mad Mike,
Wally Richardson,
Soft Cell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Make Up,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
MC5,
Robert Hood,
Soft Machine,
Thompson Twins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Vogues,
Nico,
Scott Walker,
Moby Grape,
Prince Buster,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.