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 Armenia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 La Düsseldorf to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Image Ltd.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Barbara Tucker,
Cecil Taylor,
Tears for Fears,
The Pop Group,
L. Decosne,
Zapp,
The Durutti Column,
Lee Hazlewood,
T.S.O.L.,
Public Enemy,
Junior Murvin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fela Kuti,
Johnny Clarke,
Juan Atkins,
The Mummies,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Altered Images,
New Order,
New Age Steppers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang Gang Dance,
Robert Görl,
Bad Manners,
Scan 7,
Eddi Front,
Buzzcocks,
Byron Stingily,
Livin' Joy,
The Remains,
The Index,
Schoolly D,
Iggy Pop,
Moss Icon,
Ultravox,
Arthur Verocai,
Roy Ayers,
Procol Harum,
The Grass Roots,
Marine Girls,
Funkadelic,
Reuben Wilson,
Silicon Teens,
Ultimate Spinach,
Model 500,
Half Japanese,
Theoretical Girls,
The Move,
Bluetip,
AZ,
Supertramp,
Freddie Wadling,
Chris Corsano,
Neu!,
The Fire Engines,
Soul Sonic Force,
Albert Ayler,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.