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 Bahamas and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb 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 Stockholm Monsters to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Absolute Body Control,
The Birthday Party,
the Slits,
Sun Ra,
Camouflage,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Evens,
DJ Style,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Alton Ellis,
Eurythmics,
Chris & Cosey,
Silicon Teens,
Drexciya,
Maurizio,
The Pop Group,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Babytalk,
Albert Ayler,
T. Rex,
Jeff Mills,
48th St. Collective,
Minor Threat,
Tim Buckley,
Severed Heads,
Agitation Free,
Tom Boy,
Mantronix,
Gil Scott Heron,
JFA,
Smog,
The Techniques,
The Velvet Underground,
Rosa Yemen,
The Five Americans,
Susan Cadogan,
David Bowie,
The Young Rascals,
Roxette,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brothers Johnson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Essential Logic,
Little Man,
Bang On A Can,
Trumans Water,
Charles Mingus,
Jesper Dahlback,
F. McDonald,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fugazi,
Rotary Connection,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.