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 Lithuania and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Holger Czukay 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx to the jazz 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Men They Couldn't Hang record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
David Axelrod,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-101,
Zero Boys,
Duran Duran,
Faust,
The Grass Roots,
John Cale,
Max Romeo,
The Raincoats,
Funky Four + One,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yaz,
Fad Gadget,
Peter and Kerry,
The Victims,
Flipper,
Dead Boys,
Godley & Creme,
Joey Negro,
Joy Division,
Letta Mbulu,
Youth Brigade,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Chrome,
Sarah Menescal,
Fatback Band,
PIL,
The Names,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Throbbing Gristle,
EPMD,
Swell Maps,
Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
Barrington Levy,
Bobby Sherman,
Matthew Bourne,
Icehouse,
Qualms,
The Doobie Brothers,
Byron Stingily,
Avey Tare,
Maleditus Sound,
Bang On A Can,
Albert Ayler,
Grauzone,
Section 25,
Mantronix,
X-102,
Talk Talk,
Sam Rivers,
the Human League,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Black Flag,
Oblivians,
The Searchers,
Bluetip,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.