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 Guyana and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bad Manners,
Main Source,
Fatback Band,
Chris Corsano,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Arab on Radar,
Lyres,
the Normal,
Quando Quango,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cameo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Modern Lovers,
Eric Copeland,
The Doobie Brothers,
Leonard Cohen,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scott Walker,
Tubeway Army,
Lightning Bolt,
Inner City,
Tim Buckley,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Television,
The Smoke,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gun Club,
Colin Newman,
The Tremeloes,
Q and Not U,
Section 25,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Saints,
Warsaw,
Lungfish,
Albert Ayler,
Youth Brigade,
Circle Jerks,
Trumans Water,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Theoretical Girls,
Make Up,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Los Fastidios,
Von Mondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
a-ha,
Sight & Sound,
Dual Sessions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Al Stewart,
Kas Product,
Marvin Gaye,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Young Rascals,
JFA,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.