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 Bulgaria and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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 Mighty Diamonds,
The Slackers,
Clear Light,
Sex Pistols,
EPMD,
Ornette Coleman,
Anakelly,
Tom Boy,
The Litter,
Steve Hackett,
The Real Kids,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobby Sherman,
Tommy Roe,
Sun City Girls,
Guru Guru,
Roxy Music,
The Names,
Minny Pops,
Pylon,
Blancmange,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faust,
The Fuzztones,
Interpol,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mad Mike,
Pussy Galore,
Scan 7,
Essential Logic,
Quantec,
Robert Görl,
Skaos,
the Slits,
Zapp,
New Order,
Depeche Mode,
Leonard Cohen,
Peter & Gordon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wire,
The Black Dice,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Althea and Donna,
The Raincoats,
Simply Red,
Massinfluence,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Deadbeat,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Shadows of Knight,
D'Angelo,
Eddi Front,
Roy Ayers,
Lakeside,
Matthew Halsall,
Ice-T,
Sun Ra,
The J.B.'s,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.