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 Singapore and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Alton Ellis,
MC5,
the Association,
John Holt,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
These Immortal Souls,
The J.B.'s,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fire Engines,
Maleditus Sound,
Eurythmics,
Ludus,
Popol Vuh,
Suicide,
Nas,
Nils Olav,
Rekid,
The Kinks,
Blake Baxter,
Eric Copeland,
Babytalk,
Blossom Toes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Niagra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DJ Sneak,
Swans,
Hashim,
Black Sheep,
Little Man,
Jawbox,
Gang Starr,
Half Japanese,
Reagan Youth,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Knickerbockers,
Swell Maps,
L. Decosne,
Mantronix,
Josef K,
The Durutti Column,
The Gap Band,
Faust,
Make Up,
Crime,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cluster,
Underground Resistance,
World's Most,
Morten Harket,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hasil Adkins,
Barbara Tucker,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bluetip,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.