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 Ireland and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Duran Duran to the grime 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Moon,
Skriet,
Masters at Work,
Todd Rundgren,
Laurel Aitken,
Nils Olav,
Mad Mike,
the Human League,
Hasil Adkins,
Gichy Dan,
Jandek,
The Motions,
Unwound,
Spandau Ballet,
Subhumans,
In Retrospect,
Television Personalities,
Junior Murvin,
The Neon Judgement,
The Searchers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Fire Engines,
Tubeway Army,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The American Breed,
The Moleskins,
DJ Sneak,
Gang Green,
Pagans,
Anakelly,
Skaos,
Matthew Bourne,
Nick Fraelich,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Derrick May,
Maurizio,
Pharoah Sanders,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Althea and Donna,
Marc Almond,
Scrapy,
Barrington Levy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lindisfarne,
cv313,
The Fall,
Cluster,
Section 25,
David McCallum,
Unrelated Segments,
Sight & Sound,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barry Ungar,
The Count Five,
Joy Division,
Gong,
Marvin Gaye,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.