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 Sweden and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Talk Talk to the techno 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Nico,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Happenings,
Godley & Creme,
June of 44,
Moss Icon,
James White and The Blacks,
Sound Behaviour,
Alice Coltrane,
Royal Trux,
The Alarm Clocks,
Unrelated Segments,
Bob Dylan,
The Trojans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
PIL,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Black Bananas,
The Buckinghams,
Marmalade,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amon Düül II,
the Sonics,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Reuben Wilson,
Henry Cow,
Altered Images,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Roy Ayers,
The Walker Brothers,
Thee Headcoats,
Smog,
Model 500,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Derrick Morgan,
Glenn Branca,
Half Japanese,
Warren Ellis,
Jerry's Kids,
New Age Steppers,
The Monochrome Set,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Brand Nubian,
Robert Görl,
Radio Birdman,
The Neon Judgement,
Liliput,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Motorama,
Tomorrow,
Make Up,
Dark Day,
Todd Terry,
Eurythmics,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Toni Rubio,
David Axelrod,
Delta 5,
Archie Shepp,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.