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 San Marino and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Seoul and Sao Paulo.
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 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 David Bowie 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Ronan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stockholm Monsters,
Steve Hackett,
8 Eyed Spy,
Television,
Joyce Sims,
Visage,
Japan,
Nico,
Arthur Verocai,
Barrington Levy,
Urselle,
Saccharine Trust,
Youth Brigade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Trojans,
The Gladiators,
The Smoke,
Sparks,
The Tremeloes,
Icehouse,
The Grass Roots,
Zero Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Sherman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cheater Slicks,
Echospace,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lakeside,
Groovy Waters,
Chris Corsano,
The Star Department,
The Misunderstood,
Minutemen,
The Real Kids,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ten City,
Kayak,
Letta Mbulu,
Fugazi,
Curtis Mayfield,
Warsaw,
Spoonie Gee,
Lindisfarne,
Mark Hollis,
Ossler,
Jerry's Kids,
The Busters,
These Immortal Souls,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Foxx,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Electric Prunes,
Todd Rundgren,
The Velvet Underground,
Robert Hood,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.