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 Tuvalu and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kaleidoscope,
Ornette Coleman,
Vladislav Delay,
Max Romeo,
Joyce Sims,
Mad Mike,
Minnie Riperton,
Agent Orange,
Organ,
Howard Jones,
Chris Corsano,
Von Mondo,
Livin' Joy,
The Young Rascals,
The Red Krayola,
Outsiders,
Unrelated Segments,
Robert Görl,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jacob Miller,
kango's stein massive,
AZ,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blake Baxter,
T.S.O.L.,
Spoonie Gee,
The Dead C,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rakim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rekid,
Nik Kershaw,
Fad Gadget,
Camberwell Now,
Jawbox,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nas,
Essential Logic,
Byron Stingily,
The Moleskins,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Holt,
Aural Exciters,
Das Ding,
Harmonia,
MC5,
Monks,
Kas Product,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joy Division,
Alton Ellis,
T. Rex,
Television,
Fluxion,
Q65,
Black Sheep,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.