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 Azerbaijan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Holger Czukay 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 Tommy Roe to the techno 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Warren Ellis,
Maleditus Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alphaville,
Yazoo,
Pagans,
R.M.O.,
Circle Jerks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stereo Dub,
Scan 7,
Donny Hathaway,
the Soft Cell,
Sandy B,
Gabor Szabo,
The Smiths,
the Germs,
Reuben Wilson,
DNA,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roxy Music,
a-ha,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxette,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dark Day,
Bill Wells,
Bluetip,
Eve St. Jones,
The Electric Prunes,
Erykah Badu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Buzzcocks,
Lower 48,
The Golliwogs,
Black Bananas,
The Slits,
Essential Logic,
Clear Light,
June of 44,
Pussy Galore,
Robert Hood,
Brick,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultimate Spinach,
Janne Schatter,
Dawn Penn,
The Cure,
Funkadelic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Can,
Television Personalities,
The Shadows of Knight,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sound,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.