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 Australia and from Mexico City.
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 Halifax and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Accadde A to the grime 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
The Cramps,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Dave Clark Five,
LL Cool J,
The Seeds,
Second Layer,
Scion,
Aaron Thompson,
The Buckinghams,
Idris Muhammad,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Golliwogs,
Make Up,
Lungfish,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Misunderstood,
Black Bananas,
Sound Behaviour,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eric Copeland,
Blancmange,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang Green,
Brick,
New York Dolls,
Ronan,
The Cowsills,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ossler,
Ituana,
Lindisfarne,
The Standells,
D'Angelo,
The Count Five,
Rekid,
Josef K,
Pet Shop Boys,
Todd Terry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Y Pants,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Average White Band,
Arab on Radar,
One Last Wish,
Cybotron,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bush Tetras,
Hoover,
Max Romeo,
Sight & Sound,
Deadbeat,
Grauzone,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Delta 5,
Public Enemy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Schoolly D,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tom Boy,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.