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 Liechtenstein and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mantronix to the rock 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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Rhythm & Sound,
X-101,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Dead C,
Don Cherry,
Wasted Youth,
The Star Department,
The Cramps,
Q65,
Scientists,
The Gladiators,
The Walker Brothers,
Skarface,
Todd Rundgren,
Depeche Mode,
Eric Dolphy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Thompson Twins,
The Velvet Underground,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Anakelly,
Fluxion,
The Birthday Party,
E-Dancer,
PIL,
Soft Cell,
John Lydon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crash Course in Science,
Boz Scaggs,
New Order,
Faust,
Bush Tetras,
John Coltrane,
Pantytec,
The Vogues,
Roy Ayers,
The Gories,
Brick,
Albert Ayler,
Cal Tjader,
Amon Düül,
Girls At Our Best!,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Outsiders,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Index,
Maleditus Sound,
Pagans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kayak,
In Retrospect,
Nico,
Sun Ra,
Matthew Halsall,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ronnie Foster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.