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 Montenegro and from Bologna.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
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 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 Leaves to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Young Marble Giants,
Echospace,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jeff Mills,
Motorama,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Knickerbockers,
Pylon,
The United States of America,
Hoover,
Derrick May,
Khruangbin,
Funky Four + One,
The Index,
Sound Behaviour,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dennis Brown,
Judy Mowatt,
Kas Product,
The Golliwogs,
Pole,
Thee Headcoats,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Divine Comedy,
The Motions,
The Evens,
Pagans,
Schoolly D,
Terry Callier,
Alphaville,
Alison Limerick,
James White and The Blacks,
The Black Dice,
Pantaleimon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Real Kids,
Stiv Bators,
Joe Finger,
Lower 48,
The Alarm Clocks,
Talk Talk,
Swans,
Massinfluence,
Marshall Jefferson,
ABBA,
Rosa Yemen,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Neon Judgement,
Gang Starr,
Gichy Dan,
Franke,
Ultravox,
Yusef Lateef,
Neil Young,
Shuggie Otis,
Jacob Miller,
Easy Going,
The Young Rascals,
Rod Modell,
Black Flag,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.