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 Panama and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Shuggie Otis to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Sexual Harrassment,
KRS-One,
Morten Harket,
Arab on Radar,
Dave Gahan,
Babytalk,
Aloha Tigers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
Heaven 17,
Archie Shepp,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra,
The Invisible,
Make Up,
Anakelly,
Rapeman,
Kool Moe Dee,
China Crisis,
Grauzone,
Basic Channel,
Pierre Henry,
Sister Nancy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Amazonics,
JFA,
Lou Christie,
Marshall Jefferson,
Laurel Aitken,
10cc,
U.S. Maple,
Sight & Sound,
Gong,
Urselle,
Average White Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Sherman,
Angry Samoans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sam Rivers,
The Moody Blues,
Funky Four + One,
R.M.O.,
Brothers Johnson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Deadbeat,
Piero Umiliani,
Wire,
Rites of Spring,
The Cramps,
Joe Smooth,
One Last Wish,
Oneida,
Buzzcocks,
Black Bananas,
Tommy Roe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Duran Duran,
Nils Olav,
Parry Music,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.