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 Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Aaron Thompson to the grunge 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Amon Düül,
James White and The Blacks,
Fugazi,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bill Near,
Black Pus,
Moby Grape,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Heaven 17,
Tears for Fears,
Babytalk,
The Leaves,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Velvet Underground,
The Dirtbombs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cowsills,
Sarah Menescal,
Soul II Soul,
Sparks,
Fluxion,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Main Source,
Althea and Donna,
Alison Limerick,
Nick Fraelich,
Half Japanese,
Eric Copeland,
UT,
Rod Modell,
Panda Bear,
48th St. Collective,
The Vogues,
Susan Cadogan,
K-Klass,
Joe Smooth,
Moebius,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hasil Adkins,
One Last Wish,
Sight & Sound,
Danielle Patucci,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
New Order,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thompson Twins,
The Grass Roots,
Brick,
John Foxx,
Skarface,
Deadbeat,
Vainqueur,
Mandrill,
The Fire Engines,
Crash Course in Science,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.