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 Canada and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Massinfluence to the jazz 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Altered Images,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scott Walker,
Hasil Adkins,
Big Daddy Kane,
Supertramp,
Kayak,
The Star Department,
Quadrant,
Nas,
Neil Young,
Alice Coltrane,
Harry Pussy,
Grauzone,
Sex Pistols,
Sonic Youth,
Inner City,
Grandmaster Flash,
Little Man,
Stiv Bators,
The Monochrome Set,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Seeds,
Scratch Acid,
Crash Course in Science,
The J.B.'s,
Tres Demented,
Donny Hathaway,
Subhumans,
Crooked Eye,
KRS-One,
Yazoo,
Joe Smooth,
China Crisis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
This Heat,
the Normal,
Quando Quango,
Hot Snakes,
the Slits,
Minor Threat,
the Human League,
The Index,
Gabor Szabo,
Dave Gahan,
Joy Division,
Absolute Body Control,
Deepchord,
Zero Boys,
ABBA,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Au Pairs,
The Fugs,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Music Machine,
Delta 5,
Black Pus,
Boz Scaggs,
Tim Buckley,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ten City,
Unwound, Unwound, Unwound, Unwound.
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.