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 Guinea and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Knickerbockers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons 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?
Danielle Patucci,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Misunderstood,
Flipper,
David Axelrod,
The Leaves,
Soulsonic Force,
Scan 7,
Eddi Front,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Sherman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Monks,
Harmonia,
The Electric Prunes,
Jawbox,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scientists,
Funkadelic,
the Association,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Whodini,
Moss Icon,
Bill Near,
Amon Düül II,
Ituana,
Black Bananas,
Livin' Joy,
Carl Craig,
Radiohead,
Dark Day,
The Cosmic Jokers,
X-Ray Spex,
Howard Jones,
UT,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Motions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Skatalites,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Byrd,
Lucky Dragons,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gladiators,
the Swans,
Susan Cadogan,
The Selecter,
Derrick May,
David McCallum,
Television,
Kurtis Blow,
Man Parrish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Heaven 17,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.