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 Belarus and from Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Half Japanese to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
The Move,
One Last Wish,
The Kinks,
Wings,
Piero Umiliani,
Fugazi,
Qualms,
Unwound,
Khruangbin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Skarface,
The Busters,
New York Dolls,
John Foxx,
Mantronix,
The Toasters,
Country Teasers,
Roxette,
Tubeway Army,
Jandek,
Whodini,
Crispian St. Peters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Subhumans,
Lyres,
Amon Düül II,
The Electric Prunes,
The Blues Magoos,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mad Mike,
Livin' Joy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
L. Decosne,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fela Kuti,
Sex Pistols,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camouflage,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fluxion,
The Leaves,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Public Enemy,
The Alarm Clocks,
JFA,
Motorama,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gun Club,
Godley & Creme,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Slits,
Flipper,
Smog,
Bobby Womack,
The New Christs,
Eden Ahbez,
The Invisible,
Accadde A,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.