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 Laos and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dave Clark Five to the techno 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Tom Boy,
Suicide,
John Foxx,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sound Behaviour,
Malaria!,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Vogues,
Albert Ayler,
Bootsy Collins,
Joe Finger,
Althea and Donna,
Soft Cell,
Blake Baxter,
Unrelated Segments,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gang Gang Dance,
Deepchord,
The Remains,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flipper,
Ludus,
Fluxion,
Nick Fraelich,
David McCallum,
The Leaves,
KRS-One,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Index,
Marine Girls,
Tubeway Army,
Angry Samoans,
Q and Not U,
Boz Scaggs,
The Selecter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Monochrome Set,
Y Pants,
The Dirtbombs,
Ohio Players,
Tres Demented,
Oneida,
Fugazi,
Todd Rundgren,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hoover,
Bauhaus,
John Lydon,
F. McDonald,
a-ha,
Siglo XX,
Charles Mingus,
Monolake,
China Crisis,
Blossom Toes,
Fela Kuti,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jawbox,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.