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 Bahrain and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Scott Walker to the funk 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Skatalites,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hashim,
Procol Harum,
Joensuu 1685,
Colin Newman,
Scott Walker,
Das Ding,
Suicide,
Model 500,
Fear,
Desert Stars,
Circle Jerks,
UT,
Scion,
DJ Style,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Victims,
La Düsseldorf,
Sister Nancy,
Sun City Girls,
Minor Threat,
New Age Steppers,
Thee Headcoats,
Warsaw,
Cymande,
Al Stewart,
F. McDonald,
The Kinks,
The Velvet Underground,
The Walker Brothers,
Davy DMX,
Hardrive,
Animal Collective,
Althea and Donna,
Gabor Szabo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sandy B,
Basic Channel,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eddi Front,
Ice-T,
The Music Machine,
The Residents,
KRS-One,
Juan Atkins,
Suburban Knight,
Roxette,
Lindisfarne,
The Star Department,
Minny Pops,
Shuggie Otis,
The J.B.'s,
Supertramp,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Moody Blues,
Marc Almond,
Dark Day,
The Raincoats,
Patti Smith,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.