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 St Lucia and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 E-Dancer to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Martian. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
The Evens,
Alton Ellis,
The Divine Comedy,
Section 25,
Harpers Bizarre,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Motorama,
Brass Construction,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Mojo Men,
Bill Wells,
The Vogues,
Sugar Minott,
Model 500,
Bush Tetras,
Angry Samoans,
The Barracudas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lakeside,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chrome,
Reagan Youth,
Jandek,
the Germs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kayak,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joe Finger,
Nirvana,
James White and The Blacks,
Sound Behaviour,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hasil Adkins,
The Music Machine,
Sex Pistols,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Newcleus,
Ultra Naté,
Rakim,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Motions,
Iggy Pop,
Q and Not U,
The Velvet Underground,
Radiopuhelimet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Neil Young,
Chris & Cosey,
Carl Craig,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Schoolly D,
Mr. Review,
Mars,
Skaos,
Marc Almond,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
AZ,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.