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 St Lucia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 arpeggiator 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Durutti Column,
The Music Machine,
MC5,
Kas Product,
Morten Harket,
Lungfish,
The Slits,
Ronnie Foster,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Searchers,
The Doors,
Goldenarms,
The Gun Club,
The Gladiators,
The Golliwogs,
Rufus Thomas,
The Wake,
Ken Boothe,
The Black Dice,
Freddie Wadling,
Maurizio,
Desert Stars,
Cluster,
Hoover,
The Blues Magoos,
Radiohead,
Brothers Johnson,
Quando Quango,
Boredoms,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Fire Engines,
Soul II Soul,
Ultravox,
Chris & Cosey,
Agitation Free,
Stiv Bators,
Babytalk,
Swell Maps,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Red Krayola,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Inner City,
Minnie Riperton,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fugazi,
Newcleus,
Monks,
Sound Behaviour,
Can,
The Motions,
Zero Boys,
Reuben Wilson,
the Human League,
Grauzone,
Dawn Penn,
Crooked Eye,
Audionom,
Lalo Schifrin,
Johnny Clarke,
X-101,
Sixth Finger,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.