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 Belarus and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 Chris & Cosey to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Yellowson,
The Fall,
Lalann,
Fluxion,
Nas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
World's Most,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
OOIOO,
Easy Going,
The Cowsills,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camberwell Now,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ice-T,
Spandau Ballet,
Rekid,
The Gun Club,
The Knickerbockers,
Aural Exciters,
Janne Schatter,
Half Japanese,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Stooges,
Johnny Clarke,
Michelle Simonal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Monks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Todd Terry,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visage,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pantaleimon,
Scientists,
Traffic Nightmare,
R.M.O.,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Doors,
The Mummies,
Thompson Twins,
June Days,
Alton Ellis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crime,
Bill Near,
Radiopuhelimet,
David Bowie,
The Misunderstood,
The Remains,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ultravox,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yazoo,
T.S.O.L.,
Babytalk,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.