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 Sri Lanka and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Arcadia to the crunk 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Spoonie Gee,
The Smoke,
The Mummies,
Isaac Hayes,
Average White Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Warren Ellis,
Mission of Burma,
Lee Hazlewood,
Grandmaster Flash,
Angry Samoans,
MC5,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sound,
Davy DMX,
ABBA,
Juan Atkins,
Amazonics,
Soul II Soul,
Agitation Free,
Graham Central Station,
Bootsy Collins,
Idris Muhammad,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jeru the Damaja,
China Crisis,
Hasil Adkins,
The Doors,
Bill Near,
Lindisfarne,
The New Christs,
Severed Heads,
The Fortunes,
Ponytail,
Talk Talk,
The United States of America,
Quantec,
Royal Trux,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lalann,
The Misunderstood,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Man Parrish,
Dark Day,
The Knickerbockers,
Thompson Twins,
The Tremeloes,
Stiv Bators,
Bang On A Can,
Radio Birdman,
Vladislav Delay,
Gregory Isaacs,
Technova,
Schoolly D,
Mary Jane Girls,
Erykah Badu,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.