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 Namibia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Echospace to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Average White Band,
Intrusion,
Soul II Soul,
The Buckinghams,
Howard Jones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bush Tetras,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ossler,
Prince Buster,
Icehouse,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Charles Mingus,
Bobby Sherman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dual Sessions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scratch Acid,
Fugazi,
Brick,
The Birthday Party,
Sound Behaviour,
Ponytail,
Half Japanese,
PIL,
Siglo XX,
Faust,
Bizarre Inc.,
Schoolly D,
EPMD,
Pole,
The Raincoats,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Gun Club,
Gang of Four,
Spandau Ballet,
The Monks,
The Wake,
Duran Duran,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Whodini,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Slits,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Fall,
Danielle Patucci,
Shuggie Otis,
8 Eyed Spy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Martian,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Piero Umiliani,
Subhumans,
The Star Department,
Susan Cadogan,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Swans,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sonics,
JFA,
Anakelly,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.