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 Croatia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar 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 AZ to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Marvin Gaye,
Swell Maps,
Soul II Soul,
Scientists,
Morten Harket,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Piero Umiliani,
This Heat,
Royal Trux,
New Order,
Soft Cell,
E-Dancer,
Junior Murvin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Blancmange,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hasil Adkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nas,
The Fuzztones,
New Age Steppers,
Peter and Kerry,
Monks,
Grauzone,
The Raincoats,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fire Engines,
The Sonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fugs,
Marmalade,
Aloha Tigers,
Danielle Patucci,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fall,
The Wake,
David Axelrod,
Rites of Spring,
Trumans Water,
Bootsy Collins,
Chris & Cosey,
Essential Logic,
Robert Görl,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Banda Bassotti,
Kevin Saunderson,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kas Product,
The United States of America,
Ash Ra Tempel,
MDC,
Pantytec,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nirvana,
Funky Four + One,
Oblivians,
Bluetip,
Country Teasers,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.