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 Israel and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
DJ Style,
Silicon Teens,
Das Ding,
Danielle Patucci,
Wings,
Easy Going,
Black Flag,
Man Parrish,
Neu!,
Cecil Taylor,
Chrome,
Procol Harum,
The Vogues,
Infiniti,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lightning Bolt,
Drexciya,
The Electric Prunes,
Minnie Riperton,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
a-ha,
Joy Division,
Babytalk,
Gang Green,
Cameo,
Sarah Menescal,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Litter,
Smog,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sun City Girls,
Depeche Mode,
Radiohead,
Barrington Levy,
Tres Demented,
Rotary Connection,
Moss Icon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
FM Einheit,
Bill Wells,
Intrusion,
Jawbox,
Television Personalities,
Kevin Saunderson,
Anthony Braxton,
Little Man,
The Monochrome Set,
Average White Band,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gun Club,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Reed,
Q and Not U,
Sound Behaviour,
Erasure,
the Association,
Roy Ayers,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.