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 Belize and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Groovy Waters to the rap 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Underground Resistance,
Faust,
Harmonia,
Angry Samoans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Junior Murvin,
Alice Coltrane,
Cymande,
Alison Limerick,
The Seeds,
This Heat,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Wake,
The Busters,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Guru Guru,
Crooked Eye,
Brick,
Skarface,
John Foxx,
Don Cherry,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ituana,
Fatback Band,
Mars,
Basic Channel,
Jerry's Kids,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Delta 5,
Flipper,
Easy Going,
The Monks,
Wasted Youth,
Blake Baxter,
Jeff Lynne,
Severed Heads,
Mantronix,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Fugs,
Zero Boys,
Saccharine Trust,
Thompson Twins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chris Corsano,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deadbeat,
Tim Buckley,
Boredoms,
The Golliwogs,
Maurizio,
Organ,
Byron Stingily,
Camouflage,
Radio Birdman,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Martian,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.