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 Bolivia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Sällskapet to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
The Fall,
Groovy Waters,
10cc,
Davy DMX,
Magazine,
Janne Schatter,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Hood,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Reuben Wilson,
Leonard Cohen,
The Music Machine,
Public Enemy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Byrd,
Andrew Hill,
Archie Shepp,
Soulsonic Force,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fire Engines,
Gang of Four,
Pere Ubu,
Lou Reed,
Popol Vuh,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Peter and Kerry,
The Mummies,
Henry Cow,
Marvin Gaye,
Echospace,
The Cowsills,
Gichy Dan,
Quando Quango,
Arcadia,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
8 Eyed Spy,
Shuggie Otis,
Con Funk Shun,
Thompson Twins,
Cybotron,
Pole,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sällskapet,
The Golliwogs,
Donny Hathaway,
The Standells,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Prince Buster,
Make Up,
Siglo XX,
Idris Muhammad,
Suburban Knight,
Grey Daturas,
the Bar-Kays,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.