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 Belgium and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Royal Family And The Poor 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Audionom,
Inner City,
Symarip,
The American Breed,
Delta 5,
Ten City,
Minutemen,
Basic Channel,
The Young Rascals,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bootsy Collins,
T. Rex,
The Victims,
Absolute Body Control,
Laurel Aitken,
John Coltrane,
Babytalk,
The New Christs,
Swans,
Youth Brigade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aural Exciters,
Blake Baxter,
The Evens,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Brick,
Silicon Teens,
Graham Central Station,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Robert Görl,
The Toasters,
The Fall,
Sandy B,
Maurizio,
Swell Maps,
Groovy Waters,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fugs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tommy Roe,
Accadde A,
New Order,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Foxx,
Monks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
H. Thieme,
Urselle,
Jeru the Damaja,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sonics,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Trojans,
Bush Tetras,
Sun City Girls,
The Moody Blues,
Steve Hackett,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.