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 Mauritius and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Das Ding to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake 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?
Jerry's Kids,
Bobbi Humphrey,
In Retrospect,
Jeff Mills,
The Remains,
Make Up,
Bobby Womack,
Kerri Chandler,
Technova,
Dave Gahan,
Porter Ricks,
Eurythmics,
Amon Düül II,
Tres Demented,
Cecil Taylor,
Junior Murvin,
Sonic Youth,
Gong,
Yaz,
Gang of Four,
Panda Bear,
The Beau Brummels,
Kaleidoscope,
Black Flag,
The Associates,
CMW,
Mandrill,
Rufus Thomas,
Mark Hollis,
Average White Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ten City,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ornette Coleman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rapeman,
Bobby Byrd,
Ice-T,
Hoover,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Robert Wyatt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rhythm & Sound,
Yellowson,
Pere Ubu,
Black Bananas,
Marmalade,
Danielle Patucci,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pole,
Royal Trux,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jimmy McGriff,
James White and The Blacks,
Eddi Front,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.