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 Serbia and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
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 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 Lee Hazlewood to the rock 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
OOIOO,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Swans,
Aswad,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Main Source,
the Slits,
10cc,
The New Christs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lightning Bolt,
Arthur Verocai,
Massinfluence,
Spandau Ballet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
B.T. Express,
Jacques Brel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ohio Players,
Negative Approach,
Silicon Teens,
Pierre Henry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fire Engines,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Easy Going,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dawn Penn,
Q and Not U,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Standells,
Chris & Cosey,
D'Angelo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
L. Decosne,
The Stooges,
Interpol,
Pussy Galore,
Pulsallama,
Circle Jerks,
Monks,
The Kinks,
Swell Maps,
Kerrie Biddell,
Reagan Youth,
Oneida,
Letta Mbulu,
Groovy Waters,
Anthony Braxton,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
EPMD,
Jeff Mills,
Joyce Sims,
Joe Finger,
Subhumans,
Mission of Burma,
One Last Wish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Robert Wyatt,
R.M.O.,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.