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 Netherlands and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the electroclash 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day 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?
Henry Cow,
Deakin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gichy Dan,
Oneida,
E-Dancer,
Peter & Gordon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeff Mills,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dual Sessions,
Icehouse,
Swans,
MC5,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fuzztones,
Hardrive,
The Cramps,
Joensuu 1685,
Chris Corsano,
Crime,
The Kinks,
Donald Byrd,
The Slackers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sandy B,
48th St. Collective,
Half Japanese,
B.T. Express,
Rites of Spring,
Fad Gadget,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Boz Scaggs,
Magazine,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Brass Construction,
Howard Jones,
The Wake,
One Last Wish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Prince Buster,
JFA,
Altered Images,
Joyce Sims,
The Cure,
Echospace,
Visage,
Lalann,
Terry Callier,
Nas,
The Pop Group,
The Detroit Cobras,
kango's stein massive,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scott Walker,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tears for Fears,
Groovy Waters,
The Durutti Column,
Cluster,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kevin Saunderson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.