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 San Marino and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the funk 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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Associates,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Copeland,
Deadbeat,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sugar Minott,
Easy Going,
Silicon Teens,
Youth Brigade,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
X-Ray Spex,
The Happenings,
Robert Hood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Faraquet,
Grandmaster Flash,
Negative Approach,
Pulsallama,
Pierre Henry,
Josef K,
Unrelated Segments,
Television,
Swans,
Trumans Water,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jeff Lynne,
John Cale,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Brick,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jawbox,
Supertramp,
Sound Behaviour,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Symarip,
Albert Ayler,
Hot Snakes,
Scott Walker,
PIL,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ituana,
Sight & Sound,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Evens,
Franke,
Public Enemy,
Gang Green,
Circle Jerks,
Joy Division,
Bob Dylan,
Drexciya,
Terrestrial Tones,
Toni Rubio,
Niagra,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.