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 Qatar and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba 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 Public Enemy to the crunk 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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Pylon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Liliput,
Eurythmics,
The Gories,
Skriet,
the Germs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Outsiders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Peter & Gordon,
Ituana,
Massinfluence,
Hot Snakes,
Rotary Connection,
PIL,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bad Manners,
Grauzone,
Pet Shop Boys,
Symarip,
The Count Five,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rakim,
Todd Terry,
New Age Steppers,
Au Pairs,
Wally Richardson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Echospace,
Bill Wells,
Unrelated Segments,
ABC,
The Standells,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Japan,
The Moleskins,
Amazonics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Davy DMX,
Moss Icon,
Tubeway Army,
Nico,
UT,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barrington Levy,
Mo-Dettes,
L. Decosne,
Drexciya,
Juan Atkins,
Robert Hood,
Reuben Wilson,
Motorama,
Tim Buckley,
The Music Machine,
Anthony Braxton,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roxette,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.