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 Bahamas and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the rock 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Scratch Acid,
Graham Central Station,
Black Bananas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Grey Daturas,
Roy Ayers,
The Trojans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pantytec,
Bill Near,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gang Green,
Marc Almond,
the Normal,
The Residents,
Organ,
Piero Umiliani,
Slick Rick,
L. Decosne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Derrick May,
Gang Gang Dance,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Loose Ends,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Moody Blues,
Ten City,
Deakin,
Darondo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Matthew Halsall,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sonic Youth,
Japan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ohio Players,
Soft Cell,
Lalann,
The Detroit Cobras,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultravox,
Bush Tetras,
Joe Finger,
MC5,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Stetsasonic,
Shuggie Otis,
Khruangbin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ronan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ponytail,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Monochrome Set,
Arcadia,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mandrill,
Robert Wyatt,
Cal Tjader,
Girls At Our Best!,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.