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 Israel and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Robert Palmer 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 New Age Steppers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Pus,
Hashim,
Wally Richardson,
Hardrive,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scott Walker,
Sam Rivers,
Underground Resistance,
Whodini,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aural Exciters,
Monolake,
Eurythmics,
Joyce Sims,
Pagans,
AZ,
Alphaville,
10cc,
Anakelly,
Minutemen,
Royal Trux,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Subhumans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Alison Limerick,
PIL,
Camberwell Now,
Blossom Toes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Howard Jones,
Ten City,
Tom Boy,
Colin Newman,
World's Most,
Loose Ends,
Metal Thangz,
Sällskapet,
Donald Byrd,
Mandrill,
Babytalk,
Peter & Gordon,
Rosa Yemen,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cameo,
Funkadelic,
Main Source,
Rapeman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Quantec,
Rotary Connection,
Joey Negro,
Johnny Clarke,
John Foxx,
D'Angelo,
Sound Behaviour,
MC5,
Drexciya,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.