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 Australia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
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 harpsichord 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 Absolute Body Control to the techno 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Morten Harket,
Radiopuhelimet,
Goldenarms,
Grauzone,
Alison Limerick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Symarip,
Kool Moe Dee,
LL Cool J,
Subhumans,
Ohio Players,
David Bowie,
The Five Americans,
U.S. Maple,
Lyres,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Smoke,
Fluxion,
Lindisfarne,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Spandau Ballet,
Juan Atkins,
Youth Brigade,
Radiohead,
Jandek,
Suburban Knight,
The Skatalites,
The Moleskins,
Sparks,
Michelle Simonal,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Hoover,
John Lydon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kenny Larkin,
Minor Threat,
Moebius,
Fat Boys,
Fugazi,
The Pop Group,
Simply Red,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fear,
Supertramp,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grey Daturas,
Cal Tjader,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Raincoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boredoms,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Thompson Twins,
Susan Cadogan,
The Monks,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.