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 Grenada and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kerrie Biddell to the disco 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Sheep,
Aural Exciters,
The Moleskins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Hood,
Lou Reed,
Matthew Bourne,
Lungfish,
Maleditus Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
ABBA,
Animal Collective,
Rotary Connection,
Pierre Henry,
The Offenders,
Panda Bear,
Fort Wilson Riot,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronnie Foster,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rites of Spring,
Chris Corsano,
Spoonie Gee,
Archie Shepp,
Terry Callier,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Los Fastidios,
Joy Division,
New York Dolls,
Stiv Bators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Sonics,
Peter and Kerry,
Alice Coltrane,
Iggy Pop,
Blake Baxter,
the Human League,
Rakim,
Hasil Adkins,
Gabor Szabo,
Bill Wells,
Au Pairs,
The Birthday Party,
Scan 7,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Yusef Lateef,
Urselle,
Nico,
Eric Copeland,
Pantaleimon,
Eric Dolphy,
Don Cherry,
Bluetip,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Fania All-Stars,
Symarip,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.