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 India and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Kinks to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
The Seeds,
The Stooges,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gabor Szabo,
Arthur Verocai,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fat Boys,
Prince Buster,
The Slits,
Au Pairs,
Don Cherry,
L. Decosne,
Judy Mowatt,
Magazine,
The Fall,
Guru Guru,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Style,
The Five Americans,
Rosa Yemen,
Unrelated Segments,
Essential Logic,
Leonard Cohen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Quando Quango,
Lower 48,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Invisible,
Bizarre Inc.,
Byron Stingily,
The Knickerbockers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Derrick May,
Wally Richardson,
Letta Mbulu,
Idris Muhammad,
Danielle Patucci,
Yaz,
Yazoo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Urselle,
Clear Light,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Johnny Clarke,
Warsaw,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Pretty Things,
Boz Scaggs,
X-102,
Depeche Mode,
Yellowson,
Subhumans,
The Trojans,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cal Tjader,
Jacob Miller,
Dark Day,
The Slackers,
The J.B.'s,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.