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 Netherlands and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 CMW to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
The Modern Lovers,
Maleditus Sound,
David Bowie,
Bobby Hutcherson,
E-Dancer,
Soul II Soul,
The New Christs,
The Real Kids,
the Soft Cell,
Black Pus,
Suburban Knight,
The Remains,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sandy B,
Barclay James Harvest,
Public Image Ltd.,
Boz Scaggs,
Hoover,
Soul Sonic Force,
Main Source,
The Doors,
Erasure,
Kenny Larkin,
Yusef Lateef,
The Red Krayola,
Bill Wells,
Das Ding,
Rites of Spring,
John Foxx,
Arthur Verocai,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Animal Collective,
Visage,
Anthony Braxton,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Normal,
Liliput,
Brothers Johnson,
Big Daddy Kane,
X-Ray Spex,
Cluster,
Agent Orange,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sight & Sound,
Lungfish,
Supertramp,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Robert Hood,
the Swans,
Alphaville,
Man Parrish,
Brass Construction,
Jerry Gold Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Brand Nubian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sound,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.