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 Tunisia and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
The Divine Comedy,
the Bar-Kays,
Monks,
The Martian,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ten City,
The Gap Band,
Minny Pops,
UT,
The Dave Clark Five,
Stetsasonic,
Soulsonic Force,
Nico,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Smoke,
Agitation Free,
Wings,
Junior Murvin,
L. Decosne,
The Skatalites,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Funky Four + One,
Reuben Wilson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Barbara Tucker,
Depeche Mode,
Henry Cow,
Fad Gadget,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shuggie Otis,
Bush Tetras,
The Velvet Underground,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yaz,
Quando Quango,
Black Moon,
Liliput,
E-Dancer,
Jeff Mills,
Bobby Byrd,
Jerry's Kids,
Duran Duran,
Kas Product,
CMW,
Lalann,
Basic Channel,
Iggy Pop,
Crooked Eye,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kurtis Blow,
The Doors,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Soft Cell,
The Happenings,
John Lydon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.