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 Micronesia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro 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 Adolescents to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin 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 chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Howard Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amon Düül II,
48th St. Collective,
Roxy Music,
Todd Rundgren,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Invisible,
the Swans,
Godley & Creme,
Erasure,
Soul II Soul,
Crash Course in Science,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kenny Larkin,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Names,
The Mojo Men,
Shoche,
Gichy Dan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Tremeloes,
Amazonics,
Thompson Twins,
Max Romeo,
H. Thieme,
Wolf Eyes,
Intrusion,
Al Stewart,
The Angels of Light,
Sister Nancy,
Barry Ungar,
The Leaves,
Mandrill,
Harpers Bizarre,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Birthday Party,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Derrick May,
The Happenings,
Skaos,
Brothers Johnson,
Joy Division,
The Sonics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Smiths,
Minutemen,
Pierre Henry,
The Grass Roots,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Easy Going,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fortunes,
Rekid,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Victims,
Sound Behaviour,
Ludus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.