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 Maldives and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the jazz 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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Pierre Henry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wire,
The Human League,
Can,
Isaac Hayes,
Nirvana,
The Gap Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
K-Klass,
Rites of Spring,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Byrd,
A Certain Ratio,
Lungfish,
Young Marble Giants,
The Names,
KRS-One,
Accadde A,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Minny Pops,
Flamin' Groovies,
Prince Buster,
Monks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Depeche Mode,
Sex Pistols,
Sixth Finger,
Lyres,
The Smiths,
The Gladiators,
Tommy Roe,
Lightning Bolt,
Franke,
Livin' Joy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
AZ,
Joensuu 1685,
Faust,
Peter & Gordon,
Quadrant,
Joe Smooth,
The Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suburban Knight,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Steve Hackett,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Al Stewart,
Piero Umiliani,
Althea and Donna,
the Bar-Kays,
Nils Olav,
Janne Schatter,
Judy Mowatt,
CMW,
Avey Tare,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.