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 Madrid.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Eli Mardock to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Underground Resistance,
Soulsonic Force,
Royal Trux,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crooked Eye,
U.S. Maple,
Drexciya,
Pharoah Sanders,
Procol Harum,
Kayak,
The Golliwogs,
Grey Daturas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bush Tetras,
Chris & Cosey,
Arthur Verocai,
Pole,
Animal Collective,
Soft Cell,
The Sonics,
The American Breed,
Mantronix,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Loose Ends,
Mad Mike,
Scan 7,
David Bowie,
Audionom,
The Standells,
The Birthday Party,
Todd Terry,
Little Man,
Sandy B,
Rakim,
Second Layer,
Sonny Sharrock,
Barrington Levy,
Thompson Twins,
Silicon Teens,
Morten Harket,
The Red Krayola,
Blancmange,
Donny Hathaway,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Iggy Pop,
The Moleskins,
Nik Kershaw,
Blossom Toes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fire Engines,
Sound Behaviour,
Roxette,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
World's Most,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Monks,
The Neon Judgement,
The Techniques,
Throbbing Gristle,
Soul II Soul,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.