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 South Africa and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cal Tjader to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Pylon,
Arab on Radar,
Soft Cell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Spandau Ballet,
The Human League,
Fad Gadget,
Joey Negro,
Isaac Hayes,
Angry Samoans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Monks,
Blake Baxter,
The Slits,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crooked Eye,
A Certain Ratio,
Gabor Szabo,
MDC,
The Young Rascals,
Godley & Creme,
Drive Like Jehu,
Con Funk Shun,
Bad Manners,
Hasil Adkins,
The Sound,
Y Pants,
Young Marble Giants,
Minor Threat,
The Fire Engines,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Todd Rundgren,
Basic Channel,
The Golliwogs,
Fatback Band,
Steve Hackett,
The Gories,
Youth Brigade,
Bang On A Can,
The Barracudas,
Ronnie Foster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
R.M.O.,
DJ Sneak,
John Holt,
Livin' Joy,
The Five Americans,
Glenn Branca,
The Fuzztones,
Schoolly D,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sister Nancy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Slave,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Supertramp,
Traffic Nightmare,
Boz Scaggs,
Reagan Youth,
Throbbing Gristle,
Can,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.