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 Benin and from Paris.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 organ 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 Reagan Youth 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Marine Girls,
Josef K,
The Saints,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Drexciya,
Con Funk Shun,
Suburban Knight,
Morten Harket,
Brand Nubian,
Sexual Harrassment,
Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
Faraquet,
June Days,
The United States of America,
Dorothy Ashby,
Moss Icon,
The Beau Brummels,
Massinfluence,
Chrome,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Von Mondo,
Erykah Badu,
Slave,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alton Ellis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Offenders,
Dual Sessions,
Derrick Morgan,
Pole,
Swell Maps,
Danielle Patucci,
The Monks,
Nik Kershaw,
Shuggie Otis,
Television Personalities,
the Normal,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sonic Youth,
Gong,
Joyce Sims,
Andrew Hill,
The Cramps,
Magma,
The Human League,
Agitation Free,
Grey Daturas,
Eddi Front,
Electric Prunes,
Crash Course in Science,
Flash Fearless,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Slits,
The Kinks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Camberwell Now,
Tubeway Army,
Mad Mike,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.