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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Chrome to the dance 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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
One Last Wish,
Ultimate Spinach,
Can,
Loose Ends,
Newcleus,
Nik Kershaw,
Yaz,
Camouflage,
John Cale,
Outsiders,
Interpol,
The Velvet Underground,
Motorama,
Magazine,
The Stooges,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Spandau Ballet,
Q and Not U,
Cameo,
The Invisible,
Don Cherry,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eric Dolphy,
Metal Thangz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Skatalites,
Fugazi,
Agitation Free,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Model 500,
Blossom Toes,
KRS-One,
June of 44,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
MC5,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sound Behaviour,
Soulsonic Force,
Flash Fearless,
Reuben Wilson,
Wire,
The Alarm Clocks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Warsaw,
The Standells,
Monolake,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Slave,
Kurtis Blow,
Funky Four + One,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camberwell Now,
Crime,
The Gladiators,
Sight & Sound,
Mars,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
E-Dancer,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.