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 Bolivia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scratch Acid to the grunge 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
The Buckinghams,
Reuben Wilson,
Absolute Body Control,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Soulsonic Force,
Quantec,
ABC,
EPMD,
Donny Hathaway,
The United States of America,
Cluster,
Marc Almond,
The Saints,
Bob Dylan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Visage,
Can,
Television Personalities,
Gang of Four,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gang Gang Dance,
Johnny Clarke,
Young Marble Giants,
H. Thieme,
The American Breed,
Aswad,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Swans,
Qualms,
Cameo,
Neil Young,
Circle Jerks,
The Seeds,
Black Flag,
CMW,
Pere Ubu,
Nick Fraelich,
Loose Ends,
David McCallum,
Sex Pistols,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cybotron,
Echospace,
kango's stein massive,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fad Gadget,
Amazonics,
Agent Orange,
Scientists,
Khruangbin,
Groovy Waters,
Mars,
Peter & Gordon,
Nik Kershaw,
Barrington Levy,
John Foxx,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Monolake,
Trumans Water,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.