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 Gabon and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 DNA to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
The Divine Comedy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Siglo XX,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Franke,
John Lydon,
Das Ding,
the Bar-Kays,
The Monks,
Brothers Johnson,
Marvin Gaye,
Neu!,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kurtis Blow,
Ultravox,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camouflage,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Vogues,
Sun City Girls,
Traffic Nightmare,
DJ Style,
Scratch Acid,
Boz Scaggs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Stooges,
Joey Negro,
Cameo,
Sparks,
Oblivians,
Michelle Simonal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Inner City,
Eric B and Rakim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Echospace,
Marmalade,
The Modern Lovers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacques Brel,
Zapp,
Saccharine Trust,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Warsaw,
Marshall Jefferson,
The New Christs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Piero Umiliani,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ludus,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Slick Rick,
Grauzone,
James White and The Blacks,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.