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 Nigeria and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 rhodes 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 Quantec to the grime 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Kool Moe Dee,
Symarip,
Rod Modell,
Faraquet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Barry Ungar,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Dave Clark Five,
CMW,
Fad Gadget,
Gong,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jacob Miller,
The J.B.'s,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed,
Soft Cell,
Bizarre Inc.,
Danielle Patucci,
Tropical Tobacco,
Connie Case,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang Starr,
Deepchord,
Laurel Aitken,
The Gladiators,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Womack,
Marvin Gaye,
Pussy Galore,
Massinfluence,
Blancmange,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Remains,
Neu!,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sparks,
The Sound,
The Litter,
Grey Daturas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Freddie Wadling,
Harry Pussy,
Alphaville,
EPMD,
Unwound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marine Girls,
Sex Pistols,
Second Layer,
Tommy Roe,
Matthew Bourne,
Grauzone,
the Human League,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Sherman,
China Crisis,
Q and Not U,
The Fugs,
The Beau Brummels,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Moebius,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.