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 Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 David Bowie 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 Alison Limerick to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Index,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Vogues,
Absolute Body Control,
Gong,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cramps,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Alarm Clocks,
John Cale,
Bobby Byrd,
The Cure,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pantytec,
Sun City Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
Los Fastidios,
Jacob Miller,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scrapy,
Skriet,
Derrick May,
John Foxx,
Unwound,
The Pop Group,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Green,
The Zeros,
Gregory Isaacs,
Slick Rick,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gap Band,
The Angels of Light,
Sixth Finger,
Babytalk,
Stockholm Monsters,
A Certain Ratio,
Susan Cadogan,
The Evens,
Country Teasers,
R.M.O.,
Quadrant,
Fear,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Maleditus Sound,
Jandek,
Traffic Nightmare,
Josef K,
Sonic Youth,
Andrew Hill,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ituana,
Electric Prunes,
The Cowsills,
Big Daddy Kane,
Thompson Twins,
David McCallum,
Guru Guru,
Amon Düül II,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.