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 Ecuador and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Accadde A to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dawn Penn,
Sister Nancy,
Ten City,
Thee Headcoats,
a-ha,
Bluetip,
The Neon Judgement,
Jesper Dahlback,
Janne Schatter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Morten Harket,
Ponytail,
The Sonics,
Echospace,
Audionom,
Davy DMX,
Throbbing Gristle,
James White and The Blacks,
Sound Behaviour,
Desert Stars,
Tommy Roe,
EPMD,
Ultimate Spinach,
Stetsasonic,
Hashim,
The Cramps,
Motorama,
Brass Construction,
Mad Mike,
Wire,
Parry Music,
Danielle Patucci,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Minnie Riperton,
Subhumans,
Severed Heads,
Television,
48th St. Collective,
Alton Ellis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bauhaus,
Bush Tetras,
Girls At Our Best!,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roxette,
The Monks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pantaleimon,
the Swans,
June Days,
Eli Mardock,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Skaos,
Sight & Sound,
Dave Gahan,
Lalann,
Funky Four + One,
Japan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.