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 Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet 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 Don Cherry to the dance 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Hasil Adkins,
Funkadelic,
the Human League,
New Age Steppers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Infiniti,
The Fire Engines,
The Fall,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eric Copeland,
Ice-T,
Soulsonic Force,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Toni Rubio,
The Real Kids,
Grauzone,
Sarah Menescal,
China Crisis,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Green,
The Buckinghams,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Junior Murvin,
The Slits,
Dark Day,
Patti Smith,
The Birthday Party,
The Moody Blues,
E-Dancer,
The Tremeloes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pulsallama,
The Pretty Things,
the Association,
Stiv Bators,
Television,
Quadrant,
Nico,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tears for Fears,
Organ,
Pole,
Lalann,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Blossom Toes,
The Fortunes,
Scrapy,
8 Eyed Spy,
The J.B.'s,
New Order,
Talk Talk,
The Searchers,
the Slits,
Drexciya,
Ponytail,
Crime,
Marc Almond,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.