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 Serbia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar 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 Franke to the electroclash 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family 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?
ABC,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nik Kershaw,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Blackbyrds,
Television Personalities,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare,
Parry Music,
Silicon Teens,
The J.B.'s,
Kerri Chandler,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Monks,
Audionom,
Hoover,
Unrelated Segments,
John Foxx,
The Black Dice,
Harry Pussy,
Bobby Womack,
Absolute Body Control,
The Smiths,
Oblivians,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Evens,
The Real Kids,
kango's stein massive,
Alton Ellis,
Infiniti,
The Slackers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roy Ayers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Popol Vuh,
Scott Walker,
The Kinks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mummies,
Ituana,
The Move,
Qualms,
Brass Construction,
the Slits,
Gil Scott Heron,
Easy Going,
Fugazi,
Scratch Acid,
Metal Thangz,
Albert Ayler,
The Human League,
Aloha Tigers,
Radiohead,
The Wake,
Marc Almond,
Laurel Aitken,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.