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 Austria and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Accra.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
The Doors,
Adolescents,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Zapp,
Rosa Yemen,
Bauhaus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Unwound,
Underground Resistance,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Andrew Hill,
Pharoah Sanders,
10cc,
Marine Girls,
Liliput,
The Kinks,
Nils Olav,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Barracudas,
Black Pus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Q and Not U,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Lydon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sound Behaviour,
Erasure,
Youth Brigade,
Marc Almond,
the Bar-Kays,
JFA,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun City Girls,
Public Enemy,
Shuggie Otis,
Spandau Ballet,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Brand Nubian,
Funky Four + One,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Second Layer,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Negative Approach,
In Retrospect,
Surgeon,
Intrusion,
Minutemen,
Chris & Cosey,
Kerri Chandler,
The Dave Clark Five,
Magma,
The Seeds,
Mars,
The Gladiators,
Aural Exciters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Reed,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.