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 Brazil and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Little Man,
The Music Machine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stereo Dub,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Trumans Water,
Girls At Our Best!,
Maurizio,
X-102,
the Human League,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
E-Dancer,
Von Mondo,
Peter and Kerry,
Man Eating Sloth,
David Bowie,
The Real Kids,
Organ,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
UT,
Sugar Minott,
The Last Poets,
Throbbing Gristle,
Davy DMX,
Depeche Mode,
Scion,
Grey Daturas,
Derrick May,
Das Ding,
Monolake,
Skarface,
Parry Music,
Ohio Players,
The Residents,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The United States of America,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Amazonics,
Harry Pussy,
Todd Terry,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Moleskins,
Marmalade,
Grandmaster Flash,
8 Eyed Spy,
Erasure,
Unwound,
Blake Baxter,
Soul Sonic Force,
Excepter,
Marc Almond,
Icehouse,
Ultravox,
T.S.O.L.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
LL Cool J,
Deepchord,
Shuggie Otis,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.