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 Guinea and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord 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 Juan Atkins to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Procol Harum,
Panda Bear,
Jeff Mills,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mary Jane Girls,
Quadrant,
June of 44,
Drexciya,
Oblivians,
Grey Daturas,
Neil Young,
Lungfish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Suburban Knight,
Aloha Tigers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kool Moe Dee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Victims,
the Sonics,
The Walker Brothers,
DJ Sneak,
The Blues Magoos,
Gabor Szabo,
cv313,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dead C,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultra Naté,
Lakeside,
kango's stein massive,
John Lydon,
The Seeds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cure,
Harmonia,
Index,
The Names,
Eddi Front,
Harpers Bizarre,
Franke,
Mark Hollis,
JFA,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tomorrow,
Johnny Osbourne,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Zeros,
The Smoke,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fortunes,
Sixth Finger,
The Barracudas,
Amon Düül II,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.