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 Tanzania and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Seoul and Manchester.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare 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 Faust to the crunk 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Dual Sessions,
Smog,
Brick,
Ten City,
The Stooges,
Metal Thangz,
Altered Images,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Freddie Wadling,
Bizarre Inc.,
Thee Headcoats,
Bronski Beat,
Hoover,
Rod Modell,
Talk Talk,
Young Marble Giants,
The Residents,
Pantytec,
Anakelly,
Ohio Players,
Rapeman,
Whodini,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Christie,
Chrome,
UT,
Deepchord,
Yazoo,
K-Klass,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Neon Judgement,
The Birthday Party,
the Soft Cell,
Slave,
Funkadelic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Funky Four + One,
Erykah Badu,
Youth Brigade,
kango's stein massive,
Eddi Front,
The Sonics,
Nas,
The Searchers,
The Fugs,
Grey Daturas,
The Star Department,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lee Hazlewood,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang Starr,
Dennis Brown,
Aswad,
David McCallum,
Scratch Acid,
Radiopuhelimet,
Country Teasers,
Fad Gadget,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
AZ,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.