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 Palau and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lungfish to the rap 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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Kevin Saunderson,
Matthew Halsall,
Laurel Aitken,
Letta Mbulu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ossler,
Alton Ellis,
Unwound,
Barclay James Harvest,
Radio Birdman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kas Product,
Scratch Acid,
Junior Murvin,
Delon & Dalcan,
Popol Vuh,
Mantronix,
Ultimate Spinach,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Malaria!,
Radiohead,
Brass Construction,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Juan Atkins,
Colin Newman,
Grey Daturas,
Donald Byrd,
Young Marble Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nas,
New Order,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fall,
Alphaville,
David McCallum,
Hardrive,
8 Eyed Spy,
The American Breed,
Leonard Cohen,
Public Enemy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cecil Taylor,
Erykah Badu,
The Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Darondo,
Mad Mike,
Byron Stingily,
Infiniti,
The Monks,
MC5,
T.S.O.L.,
Joensuu 1685,
Buzzcocks,
The Real Kids,
The Raincoats,
Bobbi Humphrey,
L. Decosne,
Pagans,
Motorama,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.