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 China and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Von Mondo 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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
The Alarm Clocks,
John Foxx,
Shuggie Otis,
Deakin,
the Swans,
Cecil Taylor,
Aural Exciters,
Crooked Eye,
Amon Düül,
Ronnie Foster,
Ornette Coleman,
Au Pairs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Saccharine Trust,
The Beau Brummels,
Index,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bill Wells,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jerry Gold Smith,
One Last Wish,
The Velvet Underground,
Jeff Lynne,
Whodini,
The Cowsills,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Swans,
Animal Collective,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Minor Threat,
ABBA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Darondo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kerri Chandler,
Roxy Music,
John Holt,
10cc,
Robert Hood,
Minny Pops,
Second Layer,
Howard Jones,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mars,
Aaron Thompson,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Sonics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Electric Prunes,
The Stooges,
Qualms,
Danielle Patucci,
Alice Coltrane,
These Immortal Souls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Neil Young,
Half Japanese,
The Five Americans,
Pantaleimon,
Lower 48,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.