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 Singapore and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode 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?
La Düsseldorf,
Laurel Aitken,
Aural Exciters,
Soft Cell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
New York Dolls,
Bronski Beat,
Lakeside,
Soft Machine,
Saccharine Trust,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Niagra,
Rufus Thomas,
Absolute Body Control,
cv313,
Sun City Girls,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jandek,
Barrington Levy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Anakelly,
Ornette Coleman,
Roxy Music,
Warsaw,
Charles Mingus,
Amon Düül II,
Soulsonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Los Fastidios,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fear,
The Last Poets,
The Mighty Diamonds,
These Immortal Souls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cameo,
Flash Fearless,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The New Christs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sparks,
Little Man,
The Fortunes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kerrie Biddell,
Intrusion,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Don Cherry,
UT,
Groovy Waters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Circle Jerks,
Roger Hodgson,
Gang of Four,
Joe Finger,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.