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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
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 Captain Beefheart 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 Tropical Tobacco 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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
The Skatalites,
The Birthday Party,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cowsills,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Judy Mowatt,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeff Mills,
Von Mondo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Throbbing Gristle,
Crooked Eye,
Moss Icon,
Yazoo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
KRS-One,
Public Image Ltd.,
Quadrant,
Al Stewart,
Adolescents,
Bob Dylan,
a-ha,
Harmonia,
the Soft Cell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barbara Tucker,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kenny Larkin,
K-Klass,
Mary Jane Girls,
The J.B.'s,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-Ray Spex,
Delon & Dalcan,
Piero Umiliani,
The Mojo Men,
Radiohead,
Ultravox,
Second Layer,
Todd Terry,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Smoke,
Sarah Menescal,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Maleditus Sound,
Grandmaster Flash,
OOIOO,
Chris Corsano,
Bad Manners,
The Fall,
The Monks,
The Mummies,
The Remains,
Bluetip,
Schoolly D,
Scrapy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.