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 Lesotho and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb 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 Tubeway Army to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Zapp,
Easy Going,
The Fall,
Duran Duran,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pagans,
Dennis Brown,
The New Christs,
cv313,
The Move,
Popol Vuh,
The Detroit Cobras,
kango's stein massive,
Sugar Minott,
Moebius,
Dawn Penn,
Alison Limerick,
Q65,
One Last Wish,
Jeff Mills,
Liliput,
Mr. Review,
Tropical Tobacco,
Khruangbin,
Yazoo,
Circle Jerks,
Cybotron,
T. Rex,
Terrestrial Tones,
Minutemen,
Trumans Water,
Jacques Brel,
Ultravox,
Yellowson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Toasters,
Pere Ubu,
John Holt,
Roger Hodgson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Section 25,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Seeds,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Albert Ayler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Livin' Joy,
Connie Case,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Johnny Clarke,
Soft Machine,
Reagan Youth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
The Gun Club,
The Standells,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.