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 Israel and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Carl Craig 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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Roxette,
MDC,
Roger Hodgson,
Skaos,
Shuggie Otis,
Average White Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Minny Pops,
Main Source,
Index,
Dennis Brown,
Juan Atkins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soft Cell,
The Toasters,
a-ha,
D'Angelo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nils Olav,
The Evens,
Ken Boothe,
Stetsasonic,
Negative Approach,
Country Teasers,
Man Parrish,
Fear,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young,
David Bowie,
Grandmaster Flash,
Carl Craig,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Lydon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Offenders,
Drexciya,
Depeche Mode,
Piero Umiliani,
Royal Trux,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Modern Lovers,
LL Cool J,
In Retrospect,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sight & Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Laurel Aitken,
Hashim,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Absolute Body Control,
Minutemen,
Eric Dolphy,
Nico,
Black Bananas,
Jerry's Kids,
Sugar Minott,
Monks,
Mars,
The Move,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.