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 United States and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 KRS-One to the disco 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Susan Cadogan,
Joe Smooth,
Urselle,
Hardrive,
Au Pairs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sugar Minott,
The Searchers,
David McCallum,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camberwell Now,
Dawn Penn,
The Cure,
Stereo Dub,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amon Düül,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Zapp,
The Monochrome Set,
Groovy Waters,
Flipper,
Trumans Water,
Scott Walker,
Brick,
Deakin,
Crooked Eye,
Godley & Creme,
Joey Negro,
Terry Callier,
Cheater Slicks,
Yusef Lateef,
a-ha,
Roger Hodgson,
Scientists,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Half Japanese,
The Gun Club,
Archie Shepp,
Gang Starr,
Scion,
Das Ding,
The Velvet Underground,
China Crisis,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mad Mike,
The American Breed,
Frankie Knuckles,
Delon & Dalcan,
Al Stewart,
Janne Schatter,
Schoolly D,
Magma,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Faraquet,
The Cowsills,
John Holt,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.