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 Canada and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Angels of Light 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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
The Pop Group,
Aural Exciters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scan 7,
The Moody Blues,
The Black Dice,
Peter & Gordon,
Section 25,
Tubeway Army,
The Detroit Cobras,
Donald Byrd,
Lightning Bolt,
Ronan,
Parry Music,
Carl Craig,
Model 500,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Newcleus,
Thompson Twins,
Cheater Slicks,
Absolute Body Control,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cowsills,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tomorrow,
The Gories,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Alice Coltrane,
Harmonia,
La Düsseldorf,
Scratch Acid,
DNA,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stetsasonic,
Qualms,
Eddi Front,
Marine Girls,
Junior Murvin,
Bob Dylan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gladiators,
Surgeon,
The Star Department,
Q and Not U,
Arthur Verocai,
Chrome,
Average White Band,
Roxette,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skriet,
Country Teasers,
Chris & Cosey,
Quantec,
Roger Hodgson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Depeche Mode,
Warsaw,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.