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 Bolivia and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nils Olav to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Gil Scott Heron,
Al Stewart,
Pere Ubu,
Model 500,
Metal Thangz,
Mandrill,
Infiniti,
In Retrospect,
Stockholm Monsters,
Iggy Pop,
The Music Machine,
Frankie Knuckles,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Grey Daturas,
Joensuu 1685,
The Sound,
Scion,
Magma,
ABC,
Alice Coltrane,
Soul II Soul,
Thompson Twins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Connie Case,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Swans,
Television Personalities,
Godley & Creme,
The Moody Blues,
Dennis Brown,
The Smoke,
The Fortunes,
Flash Fearless,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rod Modell,
Wire,
Eden Ahbez,
Marshall Jefferson,
Crooked Eye,
Gong,
Oneida,
R.M.O.,
Harmonia,
World's Most,
Juan Atkins,
Rakim,
Ituana,
Nas,
Matthew Halsall,
Talk Talk,
David McCallum,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Barry Ungar,
10cc,
The Vogues,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Quadrant,
Sonic Youth,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.