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 Guinea and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the jazz 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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tomorrow,
David McCallum,
The Associates,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pole,
Rufus Thomas,
Howard Jones,
Barry Ungar,
New Age Steppers,
R.M.O.,
Robert Wyatt,
Amon Düül,
Franke,
Minutemen,
The United States of America,
Erasure,
Graham Central Station,
DNA,
The Angels of Light,
Smog,
The Blackbyrds,
Kurtis Blow,
10cc,
Desert Stars,
Hardrive,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
A Certain Ratio,
The Five Americans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Amazonics,
Kenny Larkin,
Cameo,
Camouflage,
Intrusion,
Excepter,
Echospace,
Wasted Youth,
U.S. Maple,
Pere Ubu,
The Music Machine,
Icehouse,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Christie,
Gichy Dan,
The Neon Judgement,
Derrick May,
Spoonie Gee,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
JFA,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Youth Brigade,
Todd Rundgren,
Severed Heads,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pulsallama,
Deadbeat,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.