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 Austria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jeff Mills to the funk 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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Lucky Dragons,
The Fuzztones,
Scott Walker,
The Selecter,
The Trojans,
Surgeon,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Moon,
Harmonia,
Simply Red,
Flipper,
Unwound,
Kurtis Blow,
Judy Mowatt,
Funkadelic,
Peter & Gordon,
Adolescents,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Sonics,
Scrapy,
Grauzone,
Youth Brigade,
The Dead C,
Gastr Del Sol,
Popol Vuh,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Invisible,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Cale,
Leonard Cohen,
Intrusion,
Pylon,
10cc,
Amon Düül,
Theoretical Girls,
Ossler,
Marvin Gaye,
Sonic Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bush Tetras,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moleskins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Human League,
U.S. Maple,
Oneida,
Letta Mbulu,
Niagra,
Metal Thangz,
Wings,
Laurel Aitken,
Alice Coltrane,
Eden Ahbez,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Spandau Ballet,
Alton Ellis,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.