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 Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 K-Klass to the techno 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Ten City,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blancmange,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Electric Prunes,
Kas Product,
Pet Shop Boys,
DJ Sneak,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bad Manners,
Quantec,
Sun Ra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Franke,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Graham Central Station,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sex Pistols,
Royal Trux,
The United States of America,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Babytalk,
Essential Logic,
Minnie Riperton,
Icehouse,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rakim,
This Heat,
The Slits,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Steve Hackett,
Todd Terry,
Rapeman,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Mojo Men,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Birthday Party,
The Red Krayola,
Pantytec,
Nirvana,
Marvin Gaye,
Patti Smith,
Shuggie Otis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mantronix,
Bizarre Inc.,
New Order,
Ornette Coleman,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Divine Comedy,
Inner City,
Erasure,
Nils Olav,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.