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 Senegal and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Vainqueur to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Hoover,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lungfish,
Joy Division,
AZ,
The Gap Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minny Pops,
Amazonics,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Black Dice,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rekid,
Symarip,
Suicide,
Negative Approach,
D'Angelo,
Sarah Menescal,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Byrd,
Al Stewart,
The Fire Engines,
Banda Bassotti,
Quantec,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Max Romeo,
Boz Scaggs,
The Moody Blues,
Marmalade,
The Count Five,
Scrapy,
Q and Not U,
Eric Dolphy,
Electric Prunes,
Tomorrow,
Colin Newman,
Excepter,
Ultimate Spinach,
U.S. Maple,
The Dead C,
Eli Mardock,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Monks,
The Invisible,
Hot Snakes,
The Stooges,
The Doors,
Interpol,
The Busters,
Infiniti,
Sun City Girls,
The Red Krayola,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Moleskins,
Bill Wells,
Carl Craig,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.