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 Nauru and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Massinfluence to the electroclash 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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lucky Dragons,
Leonard Cohen,
The American Breed,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
A Certain Ratio,
Fad Gadget,
Ronan,
Eve St. Jones,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Zero Boys,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pagans,
Minutemen,
K-Klass,
Todd Rundgren,
Silicon Teens,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kas Product,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brothers Johnson,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alison Limerick,
Deepchord,
Thee Headcoats,
Mantronix,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Slits,
Big Daddy Kane,
Symarip,
Morten Harket,
Erasure,
a-ha,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marvin Gaye,
Mars,
Audionom,
Cameo,
David Axelrod,
The Skatalites,
Thompson Twins,
The United States of America,
The Cowsills,
Pantytec,
The New Christs,
Brass Construction,
Youth Brigade,
The Associates,
The Sonics,
World's Most,
Bootsy Collins,
Letta Mbulu,
Spandau Ballet,
D'Angelo,
Accadde A,
Bill Near,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Index,
Mark Hollis,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.