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 Finland and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
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 arpeggiator 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Fela Kuti,
Andrew Hill,
The Pretty Things,
R.M.O.,
Charles Mingus,
The Velvet Underground,
Aswad,
Desert Stars,
Inner City,
Letta Mbulu,
Silicon Teens,
Ossler,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bad Manners,
Das Ding,
Jerry Gold Smith,
CMW,
John Lydon,
Pulsallama,
Suburban Knight,
Khruangbin,
Nirvana,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chrome,
Joensuu 1685,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lalann,
Man Parrish,
Sonic Youth,
Liliput,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ken Boothe,
The Grass Roots,
T.S.O.L.,
Sixth Finger,
Joyce Sims,
The Moleskins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mantronix,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Knickerbockers,
Pantaleimon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chris Corsano,
Ohio Players,
Nico,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Franke,
The Black Dice,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kaleidoscope,
June of 44,
Eddi Front,
Simply Red,
Throbbing Gristle,
Piero Umiliani,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.