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 China and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Chrome to the dance 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
World's Most,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eddi Front,
Mr. Review,
Whodini,
Scrapy,
Ronan,
Man Parrish,
Harpers Bizarre,
Motorama,
Blancmange,
John Cale,
Altered Images,
Radiohead,
Maleditus Sound,
the Normal,
Second Layer,
Fifty Foot Hose,
David McCallum,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Mojo Men,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Depeche Mode,
Wings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
JFA,
Mad Mike,
Visage,
Yazoo,
B.T. Express,
R.M.O.,
Severed Heads,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Steve Hackett,
Moby Grape,
a-ha,
Minny Pops,
Sex Pistols,
Ossler,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Kinks,
Yellowson,
Los Fastidios,
Arthur Verocai,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lou Reed,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eve St. Jones,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bootsy Collins,
Albert Ayler,
Fugazi,
David Bowie,
Dark Day,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Velvet Underground,
Amon Düül,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.