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 Gabon and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Schoolly D to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Godley & Creme,
Erasure,
The Residents,
Intrusion,
The Birthday Party,
ABC,
Ronnie Foster,
Rites of Spring,
Minor Threat,
Minny Pops,
Peter & Gordon,
Jawbox,
Stetsasonic,
Barclay James Harvest,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Desert Stars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marvin Gaye,
Japan,
The Skatalites,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bush Tetras,
LL Cool J,
Ice-T,
Eurythmics,
The Victims,
Chris & Cosey,
Amon Düül II,
Smog,
Steve Hackett,
Pulsallama,
Basic Channel,
Ludus,
Cheater Slicks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kas Product,
The Last Poets,
The Cramps,
The Seeds,
Kevin Saunderson,
June Days,
Thee Headcoats,
John Holt,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Music Machine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Magma,
Technova,
Robert Wyatt,
U.S. Maple,
Brand Nubian,
Unwound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
Interpol,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.