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 Cambodia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 marimba 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
The Gap Band,
World's Most,
Wally Richardson,
Iggy Pop,
B.T. Express,
New York Dolls,
Jeff Mills,
Mo-Dettes,
Livin' Joy,
Hasil Adkins,
The Birthday Party,
Ossler,
Symarip,
Barbara Tucker,
Stiv Bators,
Unrelated Segments,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Red Krayola,
New Age Steppers,
The Walker Brothers,
Sex Pistols,
Sällskapet,
JFA,
The Count Five,
The Fall,
Royal Trux,
The Durutti Column,
KRS-One,
Tubeway Army,
Half Japanese,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bad Manners,
Japan,
Quadrant,
In Retrospect,
The Knickerbockers,
Roxy Music,
Dead Boys,
Pantaleimon,
Visage,
John Cale,
Alphaville,
The Residents,
Gil Scott Heron,
PIL,
Lyres,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Chris & Cosey,
Reuben Wilson,
Fat Boys,
Main Source,
Eric Copeland,
Eric Dolphy,
The Moleskins,
The Litter,
David Bowie,
Anakelly,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Moon,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.