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 Iceland and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Simply Red to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
The Associates,
Von Mondo,
The Dirtbombs,
Michelle Simonal,
Underground Resistance,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Reagan Youth,
Radiopuhelimet,
T.S.O.L.,
AZ,
Jeff Mills,
Livin' Joy,
Donald Byrd,
Inner City,
The Litter,
Sonic Youth,
The Birthday Party,
The Moody Blues,
The Selecter,
Clear Light,
Faraquet,
Cybotron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Yellowson,
Althea and Donna,
New Order,
Pantaleimon,
Danielle Patucci,
T. Rex,
Talk Talk,
Joe Smooth,
Tom Boy,
Dorothy Ashby,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Q and Not U,
One Last Wish,
Eddi Front,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Holt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yaz,
Jacques Brel,
Procol Harum,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fugs,
Yusef Lateef,
Swans,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Human League,
Roger Hodgson,
Marine Girls,
Neil Young,
Chris Corsano,
Heaven 17,
Trumans Water,
Eden Ahbez,
Guru Guru,
Lower 48,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.