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 Malaysia and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Invisible to the dance 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
The Music Machine,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Deepchord,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cybotron,
Johnny Clarke,
Don Cherry,
Duran Duran,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Cramps,
Faraquet,
Boz Scaggs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skaos,
China Crisis,
Zapp,
The Motions,
Symarip,
Monolake,
The Young Rascals,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Supertramp,
Porter Ricks,
Tubeway Army,
Sister Nancy,
Neu!,
The Associates,
Todd Rundgren,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hoover,
Jesper Dahlback,
Toni Rubio,
FM Einheit,
Ralphi Rosario,
Joensuu 1685,
Girls At Our Best!,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crash Course in Science,
Fear,
Silicon Teens,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gichy Dan,
Bad Manners,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Moon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wally Richardson,
Iggy Pop,
These Immortal Souls,
Byron Stingily,
Wolf Eyes,
the Association,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Drexciya,
The Tremeloes,
John Foxx,
In Retrospect,
Johnny Osbourne,
Josef K,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.