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 Rwanda and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 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 Neil Young to the disco 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
X-Ray Spex,
Heaven 17,
Fear,
Saccharine Trust,
A Certain Ratio,
Amazonics,
Chris & Cosey,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Magma,
Warsaw,
Tomorrow,
The Zeros,
Bluetip,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Morten Harket,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dennis Brown,
Stetsasonic,
Scratch Acid,
Inner City,
Desert Stars,
Panda Bear,
Danielle Patucci,
John Cale,
The New Christs,
Gang Starr,
The Birthday Party,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Radio Birdman,
kango's stein massive,
Marine Girls,
Quando Quango,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Deepchord,
Wolf Eyes,
The Sound,
OOIOO,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eurythmics,
Y Pants,
Godley & Creme,
Pharoah Sanders,
Flamin' Groovies,
Slick Rick,
Das Ding,
Fluxion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gang Green,
Reuben Wilson,
The Real Kids,
Cameo,
Anakelly,
Suburban Knight,
Kayak,
Sixth Finger,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mandrill,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.