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 Comoros and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Peter & Gordon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Au Pairs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
8 Eyed Spy,
Oneida,
The Raincoats,
The Residents,
The Toasters,
The Count Five,
Bobby Byrd,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Anthony Braxton,
The Birthday Party,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Dead C,
Swell Maps,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lakeside,
The Flesh Eaters,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
New York Dolls,
Quando Quango,
Jerry Gold Smith,
In Retrospect,
Connie Case,
Soft Machine,
Neil Young,
The Grass Roots,
Sexual Harrassment,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ohio Players,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
ABC,
Brand Nubian,
Amon Düül II,
Rosa Yemen,
Yellowson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Malaria!,
Sixth Finger,
Avey Tare,
Graham Central Station,
The Velvet Underground,
Johnny Osbourne,
X-102,
Grandmaster Flash,
Con Funk Shun,
The Walker Brothers,
Tomorrow,
One Last Wish,
Hoover,
Lalo Schifrin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Q65,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.