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 Jordan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aural Exciters,
Idris Muhammad,
Shuggie Otis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Robert Hood,
The Kinks,
Flipper,
The Gap Band,
Q and Not U,
Television,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Boredoms,
Gabor Szabo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pagans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Hardrive,
Juan Atkins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Foxx,
Rosa Yemen,
David Axelrod,
The Misunderstood,
Soulsonic Force,
E-Dancer,
Drexciya,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan,
Jacques Brel,
The Gun Club,
Ituana,
X-102,
A Certain Ratio,
Wolf Eyes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sonics,
The Invisible,
the Association,
Sparks,
Josef K,
Grauzone,
The Golliwogs,
Niagra,
Yazoo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ornette Coleman,
AZ,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Pretty Things,
Newcleus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rotary Connection,
Bush Tetras,
Nico,
Unwound,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.