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 Bulgaria and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 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 The Gun Club to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Monolake,
Masters at Work,
The Trojans,
EPMD,
Television,
The Stooges,
Letta Mbulu,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Peter and Kerry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Animal Collective,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kayak,
Ultravox,
Barbara Tucker,
Little Man,
Robert Wyatt,
China Crisis,
Rites of Spring,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
One Last Wish,
Interpol,
Bobby Hutcherson,
10cc,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alphaville,
Khruangbin,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gories,
Stetsasonic,
Terry Callier,
Icehouse,
The Fortunes,
DNA,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pere Ubu,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Dead C,
the Soft Cell,
Maleditus Sound,
Funky Four + One,
Sällskapet,
The Associates,
Black Pus,
Anthony Braxton,
Livin' Joy,
Eric Copeland,
Procol Harum,
Gabor Szabo,
Echospace,
Zapp,
Danielle Patucci,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Funkadelic,
Radiohead,
Janne Schatter,
Severed Heads,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.