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 Vanuatu and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Monolake to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
David McCallum,
X-101,
Jacques Brel,
Easy Going,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cecil Taylor,
Niagra,
The Electric Prunes,
Monks,
Jandek,
The Busters,
Quadrant,
kango's stein massive,
Idris Muhammad,
The Evens,
Bad Manners,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobby Sherman,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Alison Limerick,
Drexciya,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Juan Atkins,
Schoolly D,
John Foxx,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lower 48,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Magma,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Bananas,
Half Japanese,
Shoche,
Tubeway Army,
Cal Tjader,
The Monochrome Set,
The Happenings,
JFA,
Aaron Thompson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Guru Guru,
Ultra Naté,
Khruangbin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Intrusion,
The Stooges,
Slick Rick,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Deepchord,
Roxette,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Mojo Men,
Television Personalities,
Bill Wells,
Main Source,
Yaz,
Zapp,
The Residents,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.