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 New Zealand and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Jakarta.
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 808 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 Jesper Dahlback to the electroclash 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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Bill Wells,
Davy DMX,
The Slits,
Yusef Lateef,
The Seeds,
Moebius,
LL Cool J,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Isaac Hayes,
June Days,
Glambeats Corp.,
Babytalk,
Ultra Naté,
Fela Kuti,
Boredoms,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Moleskins,
Pagans,
The Litter,
B.T. Express,
ABC,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Magma,
Half Japanese,
Lalann,
Pere Ubu,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fall,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Idris Muhammad,
Stiv Bators,
Jerry's Kids,
Joey Negro,
Danielle Patucci,
MC5,
UT,
The Young Rascals,
Lakeside,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
JFA,
Maurizio,
Jeff Mills,
OOIOO,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kas Product,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fear,
John Foxx,
Duran Duran,
Fat Boys,
Skriet,
Anakelly,
Funkadelic,
Scientists,
Dave Gahan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Underground Resistance,
Ten City,
Blossom Toes,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.