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 Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the funk 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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobby Byrd,
Pulsallama,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lyres,
Zero Boys,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Germs,
Groovy Waters,
The Martian,
Roy Ayers,
Underground Resistance,
Moebius,
Mantronix,
PIL,
Joyce Sims,
Angry Samoans,
Los Fastidios,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Siglo XX,
The Remains,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Excepter,
Supertramp,
Freddie Wadling,
Porter Ricks,
the Normal,
Henry Cow,
Matthew Halsall,
Lightning Bolt,
The Birthday Party,
Kurtis Blow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Second Layer,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Wake,
Laurel Aitken,
Electric Prunes,
Rod Modell,
Arcadia,
The Monks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harry Pussy,
Quantec,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Circle Jerks,
Massinfluence,
Rotary Connection,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Red Krayola,
Technova,
Pussy Galore,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Move,
the Swans,
Janne Schatter,
Al Stewart,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.