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 Grenada and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Icehouse to the crunk 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gichy Dan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nik Kershaw,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dead C,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Golliwogs,
The Zeros,
Sex Pistols,
Jacques Brel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Five Americans,
Dead Boys,
Boredoms,
Patti Smith,
Todd Rundgren,
The Selecter,
AZ,
Alphaville,
This Heat,
Eden Ahbez,
Eric Copeland,
Cluster,
Scrapy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Residents,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
World's Most,
Yaz,
Lakeside,
Nirvana,
Gabor Szabo,
The Grass Roots,
The Techniques,
kango's stein massive,
Goldenarms,
Tres Demented,
Lyres,
Radiopuhelimet,
Procol Harum,
H. Thieme,
Bootsy Collins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Talk Talk,
Gang of Four,
Basic Channel,
Monolake,
Franke,
Vladislav Delay,
Anthony Braxton,
Porter Ricks,
Roy Ayers,
Lucky Dragons,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Minny Pops,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.