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 Malaysia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Motorama to the disco 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Parry Music,
John Cale,
Bang On A Can,
The Golliwogs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Swans,
Dave Gahan,
The Fire Engines,
Inner City,
Flamin' Groovies,
Charles Mingus,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cybotron,
The Cramps,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
James White and The Blacks,
Tommy Roe,
T. Rex,
The Cowsills,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Birthday Party,
Stereo Dub,
Derrick Morgan,
LL Cool J,
Popol Vuh,
Eric Dolphy,
Swans,
Los Fastidios,
Wings,
Funky Four + One,
PIL,
The Gories,
Khruangbin,
Subhumans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cecil Taylor,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Flag,
The Move,
Scan 7,
Reuben Wilson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pylon,
Colin Newman,
The Slits,
Accadde A,
The Grass Roots,
Gabor Szabo,
U.S. Maple,
Sister Nancy,
Index,
Gichy Dan,
Sun Ra,
Blossom Toes,
Fluxion,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.