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 Macedonia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fela Kuti to the grime 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Bronski Beat,
Glenn Branca,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sister Nancy,
Pole,
The Remains,
Dave Gahan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Leaves,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Star Department,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Pretty Things,
Quantec,
The Music Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
David Bowie,
Buzzcocks,
The Buckinghams,
Erykah Badu,
Pagans,
Massinfluence,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Trojans,
The Monochrome Set,
The Saints,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Sheep,
Pet Shop Boys,
Boredoms,
Yazoo,
The Red Krayola,
Cluster,
Jawbox,
Donny Hathaway,
Gang of Four,
Blancmange,
Kool Moe Dee,
L. Decosne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
John Cale,
Vainqueur,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Soul II Soul,
Robert Wyatt,
This Heat,
Frankie Knuckles,
Iggy Pop,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Stooges,
Outsiders,
Lou Christie,
Rosa Yemen,
Essential Logic,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.