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 Niger and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Michael McDonald 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 Minny Pops to the electroclash 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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Alice Coltrane,
Parry Music,
Sixth Finger,
Barry Ungar,
Television,
Tropical Tobacco,
This Heat,
Q and Not U,
Barclay James Harvest,
Loose Ends,
Jandek,
U.S. Maple,
Janne Schatter,
X-101,
The Tremeloes,
Urselle,
The Selecter,
Cameo,
Grauzone,
Fugazi,
Babytalk,
Easy Going,
Aural Exciters,
Susan Cadogan,
X-Ray Spex,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Gang Dance,
Josef K,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Danielle Patucci,
8 Eyed Spy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris & Cosey,
The Saints,
the Soft Cell,
The Offenders,
Sound Behaviour,
ABBA,
Robert Wyatt,
Ice-T,
David McCallum,
Ituana,
The Busters,
Yaz,
Amon Düül,
Sarah Menescal,
Fear,
PIL,
Bluetip,
Rapeman,
The American Breed,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Piero Umiliani,
Grey Daturas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Television Personalities,
Moebius,
Ohio Players,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.