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 Romania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Surgeon to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
X-102,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Duran Duran,
New Order,
Monolake,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Neon Judgement,
Spandau Ballet,
The Victims,
Unwound,
Kurtis Blow,
Altered Images,
Girls At Our Best!,
Boredoms,
Royal Trux,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Buzzcocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Human League,
Lower 48,
Henry Cow,
Fad Gadget,
Neu!,
The Move,
Hardrive,
Excepter,
The Mojo Men,
The Offenders,
Moss Icon,
Nik Kershaw,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
L. Decosne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Curtis Mayfield,
Public Enemy,
Model 500,
Negative Approach,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Music Machine,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
New York Dolls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed,
Todd Rundgren,
The New Christs,
Harmonia,
Grey Daturas,
Parry Music,
Q and Not U,
Fugazi,
Kayak,
Nico,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wasted Youth,
China Crisis,
X-101,
Joyce Sims,
The Dead C,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.