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 Laos and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro 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 The Zeros to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smoke,
Country Teasers,
Peter and Kerry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
These Immortal Souls,
Sarah Menescal,
Babytalk,
Dark Day,
Easy Going,
Arcadia,
Motorama,
Pere Ubu,
The Human League,
Minutemen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gap Band,
Donald Byrd,
X-Ray Spex,
New York Dolls,
Whodini,
Davy DMX,
DJ Sneak,
The Move,
Tres Demented,
Pussy Galore,
Cybotron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Chris Corsano,
Can,
Jesper Dahlback,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ohio Players,
Zapp,
Iggy Pop,
June of 44,
Barry Ungar,
Susan Cadogan,
Saccharine Trust,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Anthony Braxton,
Sun City Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Tropical Tobacco,
Piero Umiliani,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Real Kids,
Roger Hodgson,
Sister Nancy,
Pantytec,
Tubeway Army,
Vladislav Delay,
The Motions,
Delta 5,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Pretty Things,
D'Angelo,
Zero Boys,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.