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 Dominican Republic and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jesper Dahlback,
Swell Maps,
L. Decosne,
The Fuzztones,
Aural Exciters,
KRS-One,
K-Klass,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gabor Szabo,
the Association,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Residents,
Robert Hood,
Anakelly,
Isaac Hayes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gang Green,
Ludus,
Rotary Connection,
Amon Düül,
Derrick May,
Metal Thangz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Second Layer,
Rosa Yemen,
The Dirtbombs,
Roy Ayers,
Black Sheep,
Gichy Dan,
Sex Pistols,
Joe Finger,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Flag,
Dual Sessions,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Bananas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Doors,
Lucky Dragons,
Aswad,
FM Einheit,
Juan Atkins,
Loose Ends,
Kevin Saunderson,
Derrick Morgan,
Blancmange,
Das Ding,
Davy DMX,
Royal Trux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Half Japanese,
Monolake,
John Foxx,
Fugazi,
Underground Resistance,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scott Walker,
Goldenarms,
Nils Olav,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.