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 Korea North and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes 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 Eden Ahbez to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Quantec,
Soul II Soul,
The Neon Judgement,
Banda Bassotti,
Juan Atkins,
Connie Case,
The Red Krayola,
The Gap Band,
the Normal,
Jesper Dahlback,
Minny Pops,
Amon Düül,
The Cure,
Brick,
Procol Harum,
Zapp,
Aloha Tigers,
Terry Callier,
The Pop Group,
Kenny Larkin,
The Skatalites,
Trumans Water,
Public Image Ltd.,
OOIOO,
the Bar-Kays,
Magazine,
The Blues Magoos,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lucky Dragons,
Sam Rivers,
Barrington Levy,
John Lydon,
Derrick Morgan,
Gastr Del Sol,
June Days,
Kool Moe Dee,
Big Daddy Kane,
FM Einheit,
Malaria!,
Bush Tetras,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Magma,
Little Man,
Byron Stingily,
Lindisfarne,
The Knickerbockers,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slits,
The Slackers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mission of Burma,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Remains,
Blake Baxter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Erykah Badu,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fear,
Wings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.