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 Malta and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 R.M.O. to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Hashim,
Half Japanese,
The Birthday Party,
Sam Rivers,
Joey Negro,
Tubeway Army,
Model 500,
Dead Boys,
Banda Bassotti,
AZ,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gong,
Lucky Dragons,
DJ Style,
Sound Behaviour,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kayak,
UT,
Black Moon,
Severed Heads,
Jerry's Kids,
Kenny Larkin,
the Normal,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Popol Vuh,
Roxy Music,
Scientists,
Lindisfarne,
Morten Harket,
Pylon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pulsallama,
Chris & Cosey,
Michelle Simonal,
The Smiths,
Tommy Roe,
Newcleus,
Pierre Henry,
Sonic Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
Janne Schatter,
The Star Department,
The Dirtbombs,
This Heat,
Blancmange,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Moleskins,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Reed,
Blake Baxter,
Robert Wyatt,
Eric B and Rakim,
Glenn Branca,
Derrick Morgan,
Pussy Galore,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joe Finger,
Davy DMX,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.