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 Slovenia and from London.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Q65 to the techno 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Rapeman,
The Fire Engines,
Mandrill,
The Electric Prunes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Inner City,
Public Enemy,
Monolake,
Smog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Moon,
June of 44,
Metal Thangz,
Guru Guru,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Saints,
Public Image Ltd.,
Brass Construction,
Flipper,
Joy Division,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jandek,
Matthew Bourne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mantronix,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Slits,
The Kinks,
Essential Logic,
Oneida,
Animal Collective,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Nick Fraelich,
Groovy Waters,
David McCallum,
E-Dancer,
Terry Callier,
Los Fastidios,
The Count Five,
R.M.O.,
David Axelrod,
Fluxion,
Icehouse,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Modern Lovers,
Youth Brigade,
Parry Music,
Laurel Aitken,
Faraquet,
The Alarm Clocks,
Skriet,
Black Sheep,
New York Dolls,
Minny Pops,
Swans,
The Real Kids,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fortunes,
Erasure,
The Velvet Underground,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.