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 Fiji and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 David Bowie 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 Country Teasers to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marshall Jefferson,
Crime,
Stiv Bators,
Rakim,
The Dave Clark Five,
Todd Rundgren,
Skriet,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Robert Wyatt,
Metal Thangz,
Severed Heads,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Yellowson,
Marmalade,
Livin' Joy,
Spandau Ballet,
Smog,
Isaac Hayes,
Camberwell Now,
Crash Course in Science,
Scan 7,
Brass Construction,
Piero Umiliani,
Lower 48,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Popol Vuh,
Laurel Aitken,
The Leaves,
Outsiders,
Make Up,
Gang Green,
Echospace,
Slave,
Spoonie Gee,
Carl Craig,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Martian,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Moss Icon,
Wolf Eyes,
Aural Exciters,
Boz Scaggs,
Tom Boy,
Grauzone,
Stetsasonic,
Moebius,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Avey Tare,
Freddie Wadling,
Erykah Badu,
Minny Pops,
Skaos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lee Hazlewood,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Goldenarms,
Massinfluence,
DJ Style,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.