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 Ukraine and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lindisfarne to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cure,
The Martian,
The Associates,
John Lydon,
Moss Icon,
The Smiths,
The Velvet Underground,
Matthew Bourne,
kango's stein massive,
Whodini,
Reuben Wilson,
Fad Gadget,
The United States of America,
the Bar-Kays,
Joe Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Vladislav Delay,
Wolf Eyes,
Arcadia,
Kurtis Blow,
Newcleus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Prince Buster,
Qualms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Intrusion,
Main Source,
Neil Young,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Steve Hackett,
Bill Wells,
Soul II Soul,
Monolake,
Max Romeo,
Laurel Aitken,
Cymande,
Minnie Riperton,
AZ,
Dead Boys,
The Human League,
The Five Americans,
Simply Red,
Buzzcocks,
Ornette Coleman,
DNA,
Joensuu 1685,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Radiohead,
Sällskapet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Offenders,
Freddie Wadling,
Crooked Eye,
The Raincoats,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.