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 Moldova and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare 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 Ossler to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Patti Smith,
Dead Boys,
Ponytail,
The Motions,
Radio Birdman,
Shuggie Otis,
Amazonics,
Fad Gadget,
Organ,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Human League,
E-Dancer,
Ituana,
Symarip,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quando Quango,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tim Buckley,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arcadia,
Section 25,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Mojo Men,
The Misunderstood,
Skaos,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Lydon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Deepchord,
Gang Green,
The Stooges,
Vainqueur,
Rod Modell,
The Monochrome Set,
Hasil Adkins,
Sight & Sound,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fall,
Crooked Eye,
Fela Kuti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tomorrow,
ABBA,
The Trojans,
Massinfluence,
Barbara Tucker,
Drexciya,
Hardrive,
The Human League,
Silicon Teens,
10cc,
Henry Cow,
Brick,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bluetip,
Marc Almond,
Thee Headcoats,
Pantaleimon,
the Soft Cell,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.