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 Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Guru Guru to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
The Blackbyrds,
Glenn Branca,
Godley & Creme,
Pagans,
Make Up,
The Red Krayola,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lyres,
The Zeros,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
David Bowie,
Archie Shepp,
Severed Heads,
Grauzone,
Q65,
The Leaves,
Popol Vuh,
Rakim,
Joe Smooth,
Wally Richardson,
10cc,
Blancmange,
Fat Boys,
Scion,
Altered Images,
Scratch Acid,
The Dead C,
Ultimate Spinach,
Silicon Teens,
The American Breed,
DNA,
New Order,
Erykah Badu,
Crash Course in Science,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Organ,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DJ Style,
Ponytail,
Dorothy Ashby,
Charles Mingus,
Can,
Minutemen,
The Skatalites,
The Martian,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fear,
The Cure,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
Girls At Our Best!,
Siglo XX,
Alton Ellis,
Radiopuhelimet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Little Man,
Roxette,
Underground Resistance,
Derrick Morgan,
Michelle Simonal,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amon Düül II,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.