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 Turkmenistan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Houston and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Royal Trux,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sister Nancy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Magma,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Echospace,
Wasted Youth,
The Zeros,
Electric Prunes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ten City,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
JFA,
Roger Hodgson,
Freddie Wadling,
Popol Vuh,
UT,
Mary Jane Girls,
Make Up,
This Heat,
KRS-One,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
E-Dancer,
John Holt,
Kaleidoscope,
Quantec,
The Index,
Slave,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Intrusion,
Deadbeat,
Ultra Naté,
Donald Byrd,
Susan Cadogan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Quadrant,
Ossler,
The Toasters,
Das Ding,
MC5,
Aswad,
Nirvana,
Agitation Free,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dave Gahan,
Soft Machine,
Harry Pussy,
Minutemen,
Parry Music,
The Music Machine,
cv313,
Qualms,
Sällskapet,
The American Breed,
Barrington Levy,
Von Mondo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Davy DMX,
The Angels of Light,
David McCallum,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.