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 Bolivia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Underground Resistance to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Sheep,
Sugar Minott,
Joe Finger,
The Blackbyrds,
Davy DMX,
Glenn Branca,
Ten City,
Flash Fearless,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sight & Sound,
the Human League,
Ponytail,
Scan 7,
Swans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The American Breed,
Amazonics,
Graham Central Station,
Yazoo,
Tomorrow,
Severed Heads,
Magma,
Hashim,
Thee Headcoats,
Tubeway Army,
The Litter,
Section 25,
Saccharine Trust,
Infiniti,
Joy Division,
Eric Copeland,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Country Teasers,
Essential Logic,
Terry Callier,
Wolf Eyes,
Warren Ellis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Connie Case,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Hill,
Nirvana,
The Mojo Men,
The Golliwogs,
Quando Quango,
Gastr Del Sol,
Royal Trux,
Crispy Ambulance,
Isaac Hayes,
The Names,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Searchers,
James White and The Blacks,
Black Flag,
Chris & Cosey,
The Stooges,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lungfish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical 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.