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 St Lucia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Sun City Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
World's Most,
Robert Görl,
Grey Daturas,
The Monks,
Tom Boy,
the Germs,
Audionom,
Infiniti,
Surgeon,
The Blackbyrds,
Los Fastidios,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sun City Girls,
The Angels of Light,
Reuben Wilson,
Black Flag,
The Wake,
Leonard Cohen,
China Crisis,
Matthew Bourne,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cameo,
Pole,
The Remains,
Essential Logic,
Jandek,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Clear Light,
Hashim,
Quantec,
Zapp,
The Modern Lovers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Saccharine Trust,
Faraquet,
Laurel Aitken,
Althea and Donna,
Glenn Branca,
Gong,
One Last Wish,
Gichy Dan,
Arab on Radar,
The Moody Blues,
The Happenings,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Red Krayola,
Kerrie Biddell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
L. Decosne,
Todd Rundgren,
Spoonie Gee,
Scott Walker,
Todd Terry,
Moebius,
Sparks,
Oneida,
Kayak,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.