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 Belarus and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba 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 Panda Bear to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Angels of Light,
Tubeway Army,
Marine Girls,
Oblivians,
Crooked Eye,
Subhumans,
Matthew Halsall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yaz,
Crispian St. Peters,
One Last Wish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Boredoms,
Steve Hackett,
Junior Murvin,
Camberwell Now,
Supertramp,
Thompson Twins,
Sexual Harrassment,
Khruangbin,
The Standells,
Marmalade,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Max Romeo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Blackbyrds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
AZ,
Funky Four + One,
Cal Tjader,
The Zeros,
Moss Icon,
Patti Smith,
Terry Callier,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Moon,
Stiv Bators,
Japan,
Kayak,
Amazonics,
PIL,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blossom Toes,
The Shadows of Knight,
La Düsseldorf,
DJ Sneak,
The Monochrome Set,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
June Days,
June of 44,
Clear Light,
Moebius,
The Grass Roots,
The Litter,
Sugar Minott,
DJ Style,
Vainqueur,
Livin' Joy,
Derrick May,
Robert Wyatt,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.