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 Kazakhstan and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Derrick Morgan to the crunk 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Terrestrial Tones,
The New Christs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Anakelly,
Lyres,
FM Einheit,
Gabor Szabo,
Severed Heads,
Schoolly D,
Yellowson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eli Mardock,
Royal Trux,
Siglo XX,
The Blues Magoos,
Y Pants,
a-ha,
Rakim,
Urselle,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mandrill,
Clear Light,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Neu!,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bad Manners,
Agent Orange,
Pulsallama,
Angry Samoans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Yaz,
La Düsseldorf,
Moby Grape,
Los Fastidios,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fall,
Mars,
Roy Ayers,
Pet Shop Boys,
David McCallum,
Bootsy Collins,
Absolute Body Control,
Spandau Ballet,
Blossom Toes,
Technova,
Crash Course in Science,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Symarip,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Erykah Badu,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.