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 Afghanistan and from Philadelphia.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 Pussy Galore to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
John Lydon,
Clear Light,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lower 48,
Jandek,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fugs,
Scan 7,
Albert Ayler,
Von Mondo,
Bronski Beat,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Byrd,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Motorama,
Marc Almond,
Trumans Water,
The Pop Group,
The Beau Brummels,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ituana,
Juan Atkins,
Bob Dylan,
Can,
Fatback Band,
The Cowsills,
Robert Görl,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alphaville,
Index,
Sex Pistols,
10cc,
Mission of Burma,
Gil Scott Heron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ludus,
Ten City,
Donald Byrd,
The Slits,
Q and Not U,
Talk Talk,
Joe Smooth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Warren Ellis,
Soul II Soul,
Archie Shepp,
Johnny Osbourne,
The American Breed,
The Dave Clark Five,
Shuggie Otis,
Drexciya,
Fluxion,
Faraquet,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Residents,
The Kinks,
Mars,
The Moody Blues,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.