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 Taiwan and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rod Modell,
The Move,
Todd Terry,
the Sonics,
Quantec,
The Raincoats,
Electric Prunes,
Radio Birdman,
Todd Rundgren,
Thompson Twins,
Animal Collective,
Television Personalities,
Sällskapet,
The Knickerbockers,
Yazoo,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fire Engines,
The Slits,
Country Teasers,
Amon Düül II,
Infiniti,
The Detroit Cobras,
Parry Music,
Crispian St. Peters,
Alison Limerick,
ABC,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fear,
Vladislav Delay,
Au Pairs,
AZ,
Henry Cow,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soul II Soul,
Mars,
Average White Band,
Nirvana,
Skarface,
Neu!,
Oblivians,
The Doors,
Skaos,
Marshall Jefferson,
Leonard Cohen,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kurtis Blow,
Camouflage,
Rakim,
Chris Corsano,
Derrick May,
Black Moon,
Ohio Players,
Excepter,
Adolescents,
Sam Rivers,
Slick Rick,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Aswad,
Nik Kershaw,
Popol Vuh,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.