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 Liechtenstein and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Altered Images to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Saints,
Swell Maps,
Popol Vuh,
Jeff Mills,
The Barracudas,
Ludus,
The Sonics,
Gang of Four,
Television Personalities,
Rekid,
The Seeds,
Monks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Symarip,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
OOIOO,
The Selecter,
The Gun Club,
Parry Music,
T.S.O.L.,
Lindisfarne,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Curtis Mayfield,
Janne Schatter,
The Real Kids,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Flash Fearless,
Excepter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The United States of America,
Camberwell Now,
Fat Boys,
The Gap Band,
L. Decosne,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Divine Comedy,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Human League,
X-101,
Barrington Levy,
The Cure,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sandy B,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chrome,
Delta 5,
The Durutti Column,
Kayak,
Juan Atkins,
Eric B and Rakim,
Q65,
Bobby Hutcherson,
David Bowie,
Pagans,
The Fuzztones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.