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 Iraq and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Minnie Riperton to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Ronan,
Inner City,
Fela Kuti,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Depeche Mode,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Human League,
The Tremeloes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Accadde A,
Jawbox,
Kas Product,
Schoolly D,
In Retrospect,
The Index,
the Slits,
Albert Ayler,
The Alarm Clocks,
Adolescents,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Audionom,
Gang of Four,
Matthew Bourne,
Blancmange,
Ponytail,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sarah Menescal,
Nick Fraelich,
Sandy B,
Andrew Hill,
The Toasters,
Wings,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sight & Sound,
Siglo XX,
Jacques Brel,
Joyce Sims,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Electric Prunes,
Jerry's Kids,
Maleditus Sound,
Juan Atkins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gong,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jacob Miller,
Toni Rubio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Japan,
Cybotron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Gories,
Soft Machine,
Marvin Gaye,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lucky Dragons,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Maurizio,
Oneida,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.