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 Georgia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mexico City.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Music Machine to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Sheep,
Skriet,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Flag,
The Happenings,
Pet Shop Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Godley & Creme,
The Saints,
Tomorrow,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gichy Dan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
June Days,
Bang On A Can,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ituana,
The Count Five,
Man Parrish,
Joey Negro,
Motorama,
Pagans,
Max Romeo,
the Swans,
Vainqueur,
The Skatalites,
Banda Bassotti,
Oneida,
Cybotron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jacques Brel,
The Birthday Party,
Scott Walker,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cecil Taylor,
10cc,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Detroit Cobras,
Underground Resistance,
Kurtis Blow,
The Knickerbockers,
Sister Nancy,
The Techniques,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Terry Callier,
Soul Sonic Force,
Patti Smith,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Neon Judgement,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sam Rivers,
Nick Fraelich,
The Flesh Eaters,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.