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 Kazakhstan and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Moby Grape to the grunge 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter & Gordon,
Babytalk,
The Cowsills,
T.S.O.L.,
Minny Pops,
Rites of Spring,
Echospace,
Can,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Anthony Braxton,
Vainqueur,
Main Source,
The Offenders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mad Mike,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Television,
Tears for Fears,
Jeff Lynne,
Talk Talk,
Wire,
Hashim,
Von Mondo,
Amon Düül II,
Dark Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soulsonic Force,
Silicon Teens,
Erykah Badu,
Gang of Four,
The Gun Club,
Tomorrow,
Nirvana,
Dead Boys,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Monochrome Set,
Ohio Players,
Howard Jones,
Nico,
Sarah Menescal,
Laurel Aitken,
Monks,
Scrapy,
Barbara Tucker,
Massinfluence,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scott Walker,
Soft Machine,
Warsaw,
A Certain Ratio,
Country Teasers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fluxion,
Dual Sessions,
Davy DMX,
The Pretty Things,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.