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 El Salvador and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sex Pistols. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Skriet,
Au Pairs,
Prince Buster,
Minor Threat,
Moss Icon,
Groovy Waters,
Thompson Twins,
Wolf Eyes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scrapy,
New Age Steppers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Los Fastidios,
The Misunderstood,
Altered Images,
Marmalade,
Godley & Creme,
Angry Samoans,
Erykah Badu,
Lucky Dragons,
Royal Trux,
Pylon,
the Swans,
The Cure,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Bananas,
Index,
John Foxx,
Massinfluence,
Nick Fraelich,
John Lydon,
Sam Rivers,
Technova,
Talk Talk,
Sarah Menescal,
Brand Nubian,
Black Sheep,
Barclay James Harvest,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Livin' Joy,
Japan,
Yellowson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker,
B.T. Express,
Nils Olav,
Blancmange,
The Trojans,
Television,
Jerry's Kids,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
LL Cool J,
Monolake,
Lungfish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bad Manners,
Shoche,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.