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 Guinea and from Copenhagen.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Make Up to the dance 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantaleimon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crime,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Suicide,
Los Fastidios,
KRS-One,
Banda Bassotti,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Crooked Eye,
The Mojo Men,
Buzzcocks,
Grey Daturas,
The Divine Comedy,
Avey Tare,
The Moody Blues,
Tommy Roe,
Procol Harum,
Guru Guru,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hasil Adkins,
Schoolly D,
The Toasters,
Robert Görl,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nils Olav,
Stereo Dub,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Arthur Verocai,
The Knickerbockers,
Sixth Finger,
Dark Day,
Harpers Bizarre,
Faust,
Hardrive,
Cheater Slicks,
Eve St. Jones,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eric Dolphy,
Lungfish,
Niagra,
Scott Walker,
Shoche,
Todd Terry,
The New Christs,
Sällskapet,
Cluster,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sonic Youth,
Rufus Thomas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Franke,
Black Moon,
Grauzone,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.