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 Gambia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron 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 Section 25 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Jesper Dahlback,
Television Personalities,
DJ Sneak,
The Vogues,
The Velvet Underground,
cv313,
Charles Mingus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Walker Brothers,
Newcleus,
The Stooges,
Alice Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Skatalites,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dorothy Ashby,
Underground Resistance,
Robert Görl,
Man Parrish,
Gastr Del Sol,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ralphi Rosario,
Livin' Joy,
Fela Kuti,
Mo-Dettes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bobby Sherman,
Franke,
Chris & Cosey,
Neil Young,
The Cure,
Funky Four + One,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Holt,
Skaos,
Warren Ellis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Urselle,
Easy Going,
Crash Course in Science,
Leonard Cohen,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The American Breed,
Lebanon Hanover,
Country Teasers,
Ronan,
Jawbox,
Lindisfarne,
Lucky Dragons,
Surgeon,
The Remains,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dark Day,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
D'Angelo,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.