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 Korea North and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
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 synthesizer 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 Lyres to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
UT,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mo-Dettes,
David McCallum,
Aloha Tigers,
Soul II Soul,
The Black Dice,
Fear,
Television Personalities,
LL Cool J,
Delta 5,
Terry Callier,
The Martian,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scrapy,
Moss Icon,
Index,
Malaria!,
Supertramp,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Absolute Body Control,
Blancmange,
These Immortal Souls,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Bar-Kays,
The Music Machine,
Sight & Sound,
Deadbeat,
Newcleus,
Arthur Verocai,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stiv Bators,
Audionom,
Boogie Down Productions,
Donald Byrd,
Toni Rubio,
The Cowsills,
Mark Hollis,
The New Christs,
Jeff Lynne,
John Lydon,
Grey Daturas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Faust,
Adolescents,
The United States of America,
Barclay James Harvest,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sixth Finger,
Roger Hodgson,
The Gap Band,
Juan Atkins,
K-Klass,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fugs,
Hardrive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Motorama,
Alphaville,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.