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 Uzbekistan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ludus to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
The Music Machine,
Model 500,
Tim Buckley,
Marmalade,
The Electric Prunes,
Gang of Four,
Minor Threat,
The Fugs,
Deepchord,
Blancmange,
In Retrospect,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Neu!,
Massinfluence,
Khruangbin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Slackers,
Sandy B,
Spandau Ballet,
Cheater Slicks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tom Boy,
Eden Ahbez,
Goldenarms,
Circle Jerks,
Leonard Cohen,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cymande,
Man Parrish,
The Fortunes,
Bad Manners,
Tomorrow,
The Kinks,
Eddi Front,
Rosa Yemen,
The Evens,
Scratch Acid,
Average White Band,
Parry Music,
Reagan Youth,
Black Bananas,
Urselle,
Interpol,
Kas Product,
The Fire Engines,
Maleditus Sound,
Funky Four + One,
Wasted Youth,
Scan 7,
Drexciya,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
X-101,
World's Most,
Monolake,
Dorothy Ashby,
Erasure,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.