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 San Marino and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes 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 Panda Bear to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Visage,
Livin' Joy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Busters,
Hashim,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cecil Taylor,
Half Japanese,
Ice-T,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Television,
Robert Hood,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alphaville,
Kas Product,
The Moleskins,
Banda Bassotti,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Black Dice,
Delon & Dalcan,
One Last Wish,
Metal Thangz,
Dark Day,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eli Mardock,
Amon Düül,
Marc Almond,
Basic Channel,
The Smiths,
Erasure,
Joy Division,
the Human League,
Popol Vuh,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Q and Not U,
Jeff Mills,
X-Ray Spex,
The Real Kids,
Roger Hodgson,
Ultra Naté,
PIL,
Rosa Yemen,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Donald Byrd,
Tears for Fears,
Wire,
Public Enemy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Audionom,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fire Engines,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Maurizio,
Second Layer,
Oblivians,
David McCallum,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.