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 Austria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Godley & Creme to the rap 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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Kaleidoscope,
Gong,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lindisfarne,
E-Dancer,
Faust,
Sugar Minott,
Albert Ayler,
Ronan,
The Young Rascals,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kool Moe Dee,
Loose Ends,
Flash Fearless,
Joe Smooth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Iggy Pop,
the Normal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
PIL,
Bang On A Can,
Magma,
Amon Düül II,
The Litter,
Section 25,
The Wake,
Arab on Radar,
R.M.O.,
Glambeats Corp.,
Subhumans,
Pierre Henry,
Liliput,
Robert Wyatt,
Scott Walker,
Gichy Dan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lalann,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Grey Daturas,
Letta Mbulu,
Malaria!,
Fatback Band,
Boredoms,
The Seeds,
Livin' Joy,
John Holt,
Interpol,
Lower 48,
Gang Green,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jeru the Damaja,
OOIOO,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Janne Schatter,
The Moody Blues,
The Tremeloes,
Tom Boy,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.