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 Slovenia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Robert Palmer 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 Excepter to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Eden Ahbez,
Hasil Adkins,
Y Pants,
This Heat,
Wasted Youth,
The Real Kids,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kevin Saunderson,
Suburban Knight,
The Misunderstood,
Yellowson,
the Slits,
Skaos,
The Vogues,
Soft Machine,
Niagra,
Josef K,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mr. Review,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amon Düül II,
Black Moon,
Minutemen,
Eve St. Jones,
Tom Boy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Animal Collective,
Nico,
Gastr Del Sol,
Youth Brigade,
Amon Düül,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Birthday Party,
The Grass Roots,
Sarah Menescal,
Idris Muhammad,
The Durutti Column,
The Associates,
The Selecter,
Flash Fearless,
Arthur Verocai,
The Invisible,
Boredoms,
Goldenarms,
Boogie Down Productions,
Qualms,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Donald Byrd,
The Electric Prunes,
The Motions,
The Offenders,
Stockholm Monsters,
The J.B.'s,
the Soft Cell,
Unrelated Segments,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Smiths,
Outsiders,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.