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 Rwanda and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Lou Reed 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 Panda Bear to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
David Bowie,
Livin' Joy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Moody Blues,
Lou Reed,
Kayak,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The American Breed,
The Smiths,
Das Ding,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Youth Brigade,
Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
DNA,
Heaven 17,
Rotary Connection,
The Motions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dual Sessions,
Bluetip,
Connie Case,
Wings,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dorothy Ashby,
Desert Stars,
Arcadia,
AZ,
Warsaw,
Dawn Penn,
Alison Limerick,
Lebanon Hanover,
June of 44,
The Five Americans,
The Leaves,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Los Fastidios,
Visage,
Lalann,
Bob Dylan,
Maleditus Sound,
Soul II Soul,
Rapeman,
Barry Ungar,
Symarip,
Lyres,
The Doors,
Kerrie Biddell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Siglo XX,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Offenders,
Tommy Roe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nik Kershaw,
Qualms,
Avey Tare,
The Zeros,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric Dolphy,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.