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 Andorra and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
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 snare 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Drexciya,
Faraquet,
Hashim,
Warren Ellis,
Subhumans,
Newcleus,
The Moody Blues,
Loose Ends,
Altered Images,
Television Personalities,
Gang Gang Dance,
Malaria!,
Robert Hood,
Erykah Badu,
Boredoms,
Cal Tjader,
Gichy Dan,
Wasted Youth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ice-T,
The Mummies,
Ronnie Foster,
Little Man,
Neu!,
Deakin,
Terry Callier,
Mo-Dettes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dual Sessions,
Royal Trux,
The Invisible,
Scott Walker,
These Immortal Souls,
The Blues Magoos,
Harpers Bizarre,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Zapp,
Bizarre Inc.,
U.S. Maple,
Skarface,
the Slits,
The Associates,
R.M.O.,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moebius,
The Black Dice,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Q65,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brothers Johnson,
Chrome,
the Normal,
Davy DMX,
T.S.O.L.,
Blancmange,
Ken Boothe,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Cure,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.