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 St Lucia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Blake Baxter 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fluxion,
Second Layer,
Ken Boothe,
Soft Machine,
Sister Nancy,
Fugazi,
Nico,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Shadows of Knight,
Yellowson,
The Slackers,
Soul II Soul,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gregory Isaacs,
Popol Vuh,
One Last Wish,
The Red Krayola,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
MC5,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Radio Birdman,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang Starr,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lightning Bolt,
Rapeman,
Stiv Bators,
Hot Snakes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Excepter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
China Crisis,
Johnny Clarke,
Motorama,
ABBA,
Hasil Adkins,
Jeff Lynne,
Jandek,
The Slits,
B.T. Express,
Fat Boys,
Kayak,
the Normal,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jeff Mills,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Can,
Patti Smith,
Aswad,
Flash Fearless,
Technova,
The Angels of Light,
Sandy B,
Thee Headcoats,
Skaos,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.