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 Gabon and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Tommy Roe to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Popol Vuh,
LL Cool J,
The Star Department,
Niagra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skarface,
The Real Kids,
MC5,
Sparks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Misunderstood,
John Cale,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cymande,
Henry Cow,
the Normal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Harmonia,
Alison Limerick,
The Human League,
Deadbeat,
Scan 7,
Donny Hathaway,
Slick Rick,
In Retrospect,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Holt,
Spandau Ballet,
Neil Young,
CMW,
Lou Reed,
Half Japanese,
A Certain Ratio,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sarah Menescal,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yaz,
Motorama,
Ultimate Spinach,
Audionom,
Aural Exciters,
World's Most,
Byron Stingily,
The Associates,
Jerry's Kids,
Jawbox,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cal Tjader,
Carl Craig,
Anakelly,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Negative Approach,
The Smiths,
Kas Product,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Panda Bear,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.