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 Montenegro and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin 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 Cecil Taylor to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Neu!,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Masters at Work,
The Residents,
Camouflage,
DNA,
Warren Ellis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tim Buckley,
Brick,
The Blues Magoos,
Bizarre Inc.,
Electric Prunes,
AZ,
This Heat,
the Sonics,
Shoche,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Blackbyrds,
Agent Orange,
Hoover,
Matthew Bourne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eddi Front,
KRS-One,
Joensuu 1685,
Ohio Players,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The American Breed,
Dual Sessions,
Lakeside,
The Cowsills,
Jawbox,
Chrome,
Severed Heads,
New Order,
World's Most,
Howard Jones,
Eve St. Jones,
Von Mondo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Donny Hathaway,
Sugar Minott,
Janne Schatter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thee Headcoats,
Stockholm Monsters,
Make Up,
Jacques Brel,
The Mojo Men,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Reed,
The Moody Blues,
Subhumans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flamin' Groovies,
Panda Bear,
Reagan Youth,
Quando Quango,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.