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 Yemen and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Beijing.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Blackbyrds to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Todd Rundgren,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
FM Einheit,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Idris Muhammad,
Agent Orange,
Au Pairs,
Marvin Gaye,
Trumans Water,
Jandek,
Second Layer,
The Selecter,
Buzzcocks,
Aural Exciters,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Standells,
Brass Construction,
The Music Machine,
Tubeway Army,
Sun Ra,
Stetsasonic,
Pylon,
Ultravox,
The Cure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ken Boothe,
Altered Images,
Wolf Eyes,
ABBA,
John Lydon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ronnie Foster,
Sällskapet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Prince Buster,
Gang of Four,
Dawn Penn,
Swans,
Hashim,
Isaac Hayes,
Yellowson,
The Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Peter & Gordon,
Technova,
Marine Girls,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bush Tetras,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lebanon Hanover,
Average White Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
R.M.O.,
Subhumans,
David Bowie,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Flash Fearless,
T. Rex,
Suburban Knight,
Charles Mingus,
Laurel Aitken,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.