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 Colombia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jacques Brel to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Terrestrial Tones,
Main Source,
Scott Walker,
Bobby Sherman,
Clear Light,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jeff Lynne,
Kenny Larkin,
Monks,
The Busters,
Gang of Four,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gong,
Derrick Morgan,
Metal Thangz,
Audionom,
Sun Ra,
The Human League,
A Certain Ratio,
The Beau Brummels,
Sugar Minott,
Minutemen,
The Slits,
The Neon Judgement,
Jeru the Damaja,
Wings,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Trumans Water,
Matthew Halsall,
Chris Corsano,
Agent Orange,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maleditus Sound,
Wally Richardson,
Pierre Henry,
Marmalade,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tubeway Army,
Marvin Gaye,
Pylon,
U.S. Maple,
Ultimate Spinach,
Yusef Lateef,
Amon Düül,
Lou Reed,
Young Marble Giants,
Aaron Thompson,
Tears for Fears,
The Count Five,
Pantaleimon,
Skriet,
Yellowson,
Excepter,
Eddi Front,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Selecter,
Scrapy,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.