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 Saudi Arabia and from Glasgow.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Unrelated Segments,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Seeds,
One Last Wish,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Happenings,
E-Dancer,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Hoover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Todd Terry,
Rotary Connection,
Buzzcocks,
Cluster,
Maleditus Sound,
Jesper Dahlback,
The J.B.'s,
Joe Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jawbox,
Royal Trux,
The Toasters,
Dennis Brown,
Delta 5,
Sound Behaviour,
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Halsall,
Das Ding,
Lou Reed,
Bauhaus,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Gap Band,
Lyres,
The Gladiators,
Soft Cell,
David Bowie,
Prince Buster,
Funkadelic,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cowsills,
The Real Kids,
Rosa Yemen,
Adolescents,
Pagans,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deakin,
Harmonia,
The Monochrome Set,
Average White Band,
Warsaw,
Scan 7,
Steve Hackett,
Nas,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.