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 Latvia and from New York.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin 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 La Düsseldorf to the rap 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Throbbing Gristle,
Girls At Our Best!,
Funky Four + One,
Barrington Levy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eurythmics,
Make Up,
The Durutti Column,
The Gladiators,
Popol Vuh,
Excepter,
The Birthday Party,
Tres Demented,
Radiohead,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
OOIOO,
Heaven 17,
Leonard Cohen,
Parry Music,
Bronski Beat,
Frankie Knuckles,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sonic Youth,
Schoolly D,
Japan,
Motorama,
Rapeman,
Ultra Naté,
The Wake,
Minutemen,
Malaria!,
the Bar-Kays,
Adolescents,
The American Breed,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Reed,
Groovy Waters,
The Moleskins,
Bob Dylan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Donny Hathaway,
Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joyce Sims,
X-101,
Boogie Down Productions,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Y Pants,
Bobby Sherman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Monochrome Set,
Anthony Braxton,
Bad Manners,
Michelle Simonal,
The Gap Band,
Pierre Henry,
Mo-Dettes,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.