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 Liberia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Quadrant to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Pet Shop Boys,
Max Romeo,
Skriet,
Wolf Eyes,
The Happenings,
June of 44,
David McCallum,
Kevin Saunderson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tres Demented,
Tom Boy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ornette Coleman,
the Soft Cell,
Sight & Sound,
CMW,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pantaleimon,
The Motions,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Danielle Patucci,
The Divine Comedy,
New York Dolls,
Vainqueur,
Qualms,
Pere Ubu,
Flipper,
Agent Orange,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pantytec,
Y Pants,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Symarip,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Derrick May,
The Offenders,
Saccharine Trust,
Scion,
The Associates,
Lou Reed,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Duran Duran,
Steve Hackett,
Brothers Johnson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Guru Guru,
Tim Buckley,
Roxy Music,
Eden Ahbez,
Q65,
The Doors,
Erasure,
Niagra,
Moss Icon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.