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 Chile and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb 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 Lou Reed to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sister Nancy,
Black Pus,
Y Pants,
Isaac Hayes,
The Sound,
Steve Hackett,
Mary Jane Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Connie Case,
Eric B and Rakim,
Second Layer,
Television,
Eddi Front,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Procol Harum,
Sun City Girls,
Soulsonic Force,
Ornette Coleman,
Throbbing Gristle,
T. Rex,
Minnie Riperton,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang of Four,
Funky Four + One,
48th St. Collective,
World's Most,
Rites of Spring,
Joensuu 1685,
Outsiders,
Lakeside,
Tommy Roe,
Los Fastidios,
Johnny Osbourne,
Section 25,
Dual Sessions,
Maleditus Sound,
EPMD,
Yellowson,
Depeche Mode,
Visage,
Rufus Thomas,
The Invisible,
Rod Modell,
AZ,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Modern Lovers,
Sight & Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
The Angels of Light,
The Young Rascals,
Amazonics,
Lungfish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marine Girls,
Joy Division,
Freddie Wadling,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.