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 Chile and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Tropical Tobacco to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar 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 oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
The Remains,
The Five Americans,
Juan Atkins,
The Sound,
The Martian,
This Heat,
Panda Bear,
The Seeds,
Jerry's Kids,
Kayak,
Pole,
Schoolly D,
The American Breed,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Simply Red,
Pagans,
Aural Exciters,
Davy DMX,
Scrapy,
Amon Düül II,
Harry Pussy,
The Blues Magoos,
Scan 7,
Whodini,
The Doors,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
D'Angelo,
Joe Smooth,
Gabor Szabo,
Nik Kershaw,
Susan Cadogan,
Robert Wyatt,
Moby Grape,
Donny Hathaway,
The Star Department,
Derrick Morgan,
Unwound,
Spoonie Gee,
Tears for Fears,
John Holt,
Scion,
Sun City Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Delon & Dalcan,
Warren Ellis,
LL Cool J,
Jacques Brel,
Babytalk,
Dennis Brown,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wasted Youth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Talk Talk,
The Cramps,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Henry Cow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Heaven 17,
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.