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 Czech Republic and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jerry's Kids,
Piero Umiliani,
the Swans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Average White Band,
Q and Not U,
Robert Wyatt,
The Doobie Brothers,
Basic Channel,
Crooked Eye,
Drexciya,
Funkadelic,
The Gap Band,
The Trojans,
Brand Nubian,
The Offenders,
The Kinks,
F. McDonald,
Albert Ayler,
Soulsonic Force,
Arab on Radar,
Organ,
Pere Ubu,
Model 500,
Eve St. Jones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jesper Dahlback,
Harmonia,
Bob Dylan,
The Seeds,
Alison Limerick,
Sex Pistols,
Spoonie Gee,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
JFA,
Rakim,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jawbox,
Chris & Cosey,
Sight & Sound,
The Human League,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Connie Case,
Lou Christie,
Gabor Szabo,
The Beau Brummels,
Blossom Toes,
Peter and Kerry,
FM Einheit,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Grey Daturas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.