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 Georgia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Godley & Creme to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Slave,
Minutemen,
LL Cool J,
Lungfish,
B.T. Express,
X-102,
Scrapy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Roy Ayers,
The Dirtbombs,
Wasted Youth,
The Gap Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Quadrant,
Scott Walker,
Khruangbin,
The Buckinghams,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Porter Ricks,
Camberwell Now,
Freddie Wadling,
Zapp,
Rotary Connection,
Audionom,
KRS-One,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Depeche Mode,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Harmonia,
Moebius,
Flash Fearless,
Bronski Beat,
FM Einheit,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cowsills,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Reed,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Animal Collective,
Roxette,
The Smiths,
David McCallum,
MC5,
Joe Smooth,
Von Mondo,
Patti Smith,
The Vogues,
Tomorrow,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Wake,
The Litter,
Moby Grape,
Rod Modell,
K-Klass,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.