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 Venezuela and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 June Days to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Al Stewart,
The Five Americans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Crash Course in Science,
Soul Sonic Force,
Unrelated Segments,
Reuben Wilson,
Alphaville,
Black Flag,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ice-T,
Thompson Twins,
OOIOO,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alton Ellis,
Buzzcocks,
Porter Ricks,
The American Breed,
Deakin,
Slave,
The Move,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ultra Naté,
Y Pants,
Niagra,
Roxette,
Echospace,
The Invisible,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Glenn Branca,
The United States of America,
Mars,
Bill Near,
These Immortal Souls,
Aloha Tigers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brothers Johnson,
Bang On A Can,
Deepchord,
Japan,
Lucky Dragons,
The Buckinghams,
LL Cool J,
Barbara Tucker,
Patti Smith,
The Moody Blues,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The New Christs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Aural Exciters,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric Dolphy,
Symarip,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Vladislav Delay,
Con Funk Shun,
Lightning Bolt,
Negative Approach,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.