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 Kosovo and from Manila.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Stooges to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Parry Music,
Bad Manners,
Sound Behaviour,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Music Machine,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kaleidoscope,
Lower 48,
Lightning Bolt,
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Frankie Knuckles,
Sight & Sound,
Toni Rubio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
PIL,
Rod Modell,
The New Christs,
Sixth Finger,
Sister Nancy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rapeman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Carl Craig,
Funkadelic,
Todd Terry,
The Standells,
The Associates,
X-102,
The Moody Blues,
The Motions,
Absolute Body Control,
Josef K,
Blossom Toes,
Boz Scaggs,
The Trojans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Durutti Column,
Henry Cow,
The Young Rascals,
The Real Kids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Visage,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scion,
Jacob Miller,
Flipper,
La Düsseldorf,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rosa Yemen,
Surgeon,
Dave Gahan,
Scratch Acid,
the Soft Cell,
Amon Düül,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.