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 Cape Verde and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Alice Coltrane to the crunk 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Durutti Column record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Minor Threat,
The Martian,
Sixth Finger,
Marmalade,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Japan,
Supertramp,
Depeche Mode,
Unrelated Segments,
Blake Baxter,
Roxette,
Grauzone,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Robert Görl,
The Blackbyrds,
Sound Behaviour,
Popol Vuh,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Brick,
Ten City,
Radiohead,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Don Cherry,
T. Rex,
Ralphi Rosario,
10cc,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Symarip,
The Misunderstood,
Unwound,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eli Mardock,
Bauhaus,
Pole,
Michelle Simonal,
Alphaville,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Monolake,
Faust,
The Trojans,
Sandy B,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fuzztones,
Soul II Soul,
Curtis Mayfield,
Reuben Wilson,
Sparks,
Gong,
Aaron Thompson,
The Young Rascals,
Warsaw,
Gastr Del Sol,
Skaos,
the Normal,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.