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 Sri Lanka and from London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Hong Kong.
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 rhodes 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 Quadrant to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Severed Heads,
The Associates,
Alphaville,
The Wake,
The Trojans,
Connie Case,
FM Einheit,
Kaleidoscope,
China Crisis,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dark Day,
Prince Buster,
Piero Umiliani,
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Bourne,
Icehouse,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Neon Judgement,
Pharoah Sanders,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skarface,
Jeff Lynne,
Maleditus Sound,
Tubeway Army,
Harry Pussy,
Radio Birdman,
Echospace,
The Smoke,
kango's stein massive,
Cal Tjader,
Yellowson,
Surgeon,
48th St. Collective,
Minnie Riperton,
Anakelly,
The Walker Brothers,
The Names,
Lebanon Hanover,
The United States of America,
Judy Mowatt,
Deepchord,
Con Funk Shun,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Vladislav Delay,
Joensuu 1685,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed,
Metal Thangz,
10cc,
Excepter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sight & Sound,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aswad,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.