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 Lebanon and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the grunge 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
The Index,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Talk Talk,
Kenny Larkin,
Pierre Henry,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Buzzcocks,
Jeff Mills,
Derrick May,
The Seeds,
Ronan,
Masters at Work,
Terry Callier,
Shoche,
David Axelrod,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
a-ha,
The Wake,
Wasted Youth,
Swans,
Gang Starr,
the Slits,
Vladislav Delay,
Traffic Nightmare,
Monks,
Moby Grape,
LL Cool J,
The Divine Comedy,
Monolake,
The Victims,
Hoover,
Bauhaus,
The Red Krayola,
Darondo,
Nik Kershaw,
Swell Maps,
The Cowsills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Byron Stingily,
John Lydon,
The Golliwogs,
Porter Ricks,
Althea and Donna,
Joe Smooth,
Magma,
June of 44,
Aswad,
Vainqueur,
Silicon Teens,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sällskapet,
Juan Atkins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Busters,
Das Ding,
Spoonie Gee,
Jeff Lynne,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.