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 Tuvalu and from Halifax.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the techno 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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sound Behaviour,
The Walker Brothers,
Absolute Body Control,
Tears for Fears,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lucky Dragons,
Dorothy Ashby,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aswad,
Reagan Youth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gang Gang Dance,
Moby Grape,
Amon Düül,
Yaz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rapeman,
Minutemen,
Sun City Girls,
The Trojans,
Letta Mbulu,
48th St. Collective,
Theoretical Girls,
Warren Ellis,
MC5,
Pylon,
Sarah Menescal,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ludus,
Blancmange,
Bill Near,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
X-101,
Stereo Dub,
Henry Cow,
Glambeats Corp.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Quando Quango,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kerri Chandler,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Isaac Hayes,
Eddi Front,
Minnie Riperton,
Visage,
Cal Tjader,
Rekid,
the Normal,
Graham Central Station,
Eve St. Jones,
Organ,
Colin Newman,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ten City,
Drexciya,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.