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 Oman and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Juan Atkins to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Swans,
Marvin Gaye,
Marc Almond,
Cecil Taylor,
Judy Mowatt,
Dark Day,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare,
DJ Style,
Nas,
Arab on Radar,
Vladislav Delay,
Slave,
The Stooges,
Albert Ayler,
The Gories,
Bob Dylan,
The Residents,
Darondo,
the Swans,
The Offenders,
Graham Central Station,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mars,
Lucky Dragons,
Young Marble Giants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Whodini,
Q65,
Sex Pistols,
The Blues Magoos,
Danielle Patucci,
The Victims,
Deadbeat,
The Skatalites,
Animal Collective,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rapeman,
Lindisfarne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rekid,
Reuben Wilson,
Janne Schatter,
Talk Talk,
Jacques Brel,
Bauhaus,
Sixth Finger,
Joensuu 1685,
Mo-Dettes,
Delta 5,
Freddie Wadling,
Supertramp,
Roxy Music,
Blossom Toes,
D'Angelo,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.