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 Albania and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Tubeway Army to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Cabaret Voltaire,
LL Cool J,
Banda Bassotti,
Faraquet,
Masters at Work,
Ralphi Rosario,
In Retrospect,
Quadrant,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gories,
Technova,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ituana,
Nick Fraelich,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Leonard Cohen,
Skarface,
Blossom Toes,
Groovy Waters,
T.S.O.L.,
La Düsseldorf,
Scion,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Newcleus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Offenders,
the Bar-Kays,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Los Fastidios,
James White and The Blacks,
Soul II Soul,
Derrick Morgan,
Johnny Clarke,
Darondo,
Fluxion,
Alton Ellis,
The Stooges,
Laurel Aitken,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fire Engines,
the Association,
Model 500,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cameo,
The Techniques,
Andrew Hill,
Glambeats Corp.,
Intrusion,
48th St. Collective,
H. Thieme,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mad Mike,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Dirtbombs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Yazoo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Moon,
Lower 48,
The Durutti Column,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.