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 Greece and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 A Certain Ratio to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Goldenarms,
Grauzone,
Monks,
Boz Scaggs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Freddie Wadling,
Janne Schatter,
Sixth Finger,
The Raincoats,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gichy Dan,
Alton Ellis,
Albert Ayler,
Lyres,
Pussy Galore,
DJ Sneak,
The Saints,
Brothers Johnson,
Lucky Dragons,
D'Angelo,
Nik Kershaw,
Los Fastidios,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Durutti Column,
Joy Division,
Warsaw,
The Barracudas,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Howard Jones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sound Behaviour,
Buzzcocks,
Quadrant,
10cc,
Neu!,
The Fire Engines,
Skarface,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Normal,
The Red Krayola,
June Days,
Q and Not U,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gang Gang Dance,
kango's stein massive,
Todd Rundgren,
Underground Resistance,
Glambeats Corp.,
Make Up,
Pulsallama,
Whodini,
Wally Richardson,
The Gories,
Todd Terry,
Crooked Eye,
The Doors,
Scan 7,
Lou Reed,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.