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 Cyprus and from Salvador.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Von Mondo to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
The Residents,
Skriet,
David Axelrod,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter & Gordon,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeff Mills,
The Angels of Light,
Junior Murvin,
Quantec,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Sonics,
Unwound,
Section 25,
Sound Behaviour,
Los Fastidios,
Nico,
Scrapy,
Heaven 17,
Skarface,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tommy Roe,
Zero Boys,
Bobbi Humphrey,
China Crisis,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Golliwogs,
The Blues Magoos,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yazoo,
Pulsallama,
the Bar-Kays,
Ultravox,
The Red Krayola,
the Normal,
Lakeside,
Smog,
The Velvet Underground,
New Age Steppers,
Talk Talk,
Massinfluence,
Pere Ubu,
Sister Nancy,
Schoolly D,
The Human League,
Stereo Dub,
EPMD,
Kas Product,
The Real Kids,
Cymande,
Deakin,
Suburban Knight,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Q65,
Y Pants,
Warsaw,
Animal Collective,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.