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 Singapore and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Holger Czukay 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 Pole to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Clarke,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Evens,
Toni Rubio,
Joey Negro,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quantec,
Suburban Knight,
Talk Talk,
The Wake,
Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dorothy Ashby,
Guru Guru,
Arcadia,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joy Division,
Aswad,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Unwound,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cybotron,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Brand Nubian,
Dual Sessions,
Pagans,
Monks,
The Neon Judgement,
Matthew Halsall,
Dawn Penn,
OOIOO,
Scan 7,
Susan Cadogan,
Sparks,
Yusef Lateef,
Cluster,
Todd Terry,
Ludus,
Sound Behaviour,
Fluxion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Little Man,
Skriet,
The Knickerbockers,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cowsills,
Loose Ends,
The Tremeloes,
David Axelrod,
Minor Threat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tim Buckley,
a-ha,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bob Dylan,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.