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 Australia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Masters at Work,
The Angels of Light,
the Germs,
The Raincoats,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Adolescents,
CMW,
Accadde A,
Bill Near,
The Litter,
Newcleus,
John Lydon,
Oneida,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Slits,
10cc,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
UT,
Tomorrow,
Sixth Finger,
Wasted Youth,
Ken Boothe,
The Cure,
Sight & Sound,
The Tremeloes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Martian,
Blancmange,
Minor Threat,
Oblivians,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Section 25,
One Last Wish,
D'Angelo,
Jandek,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Finger,
Arthur Verocai,
Ronan,
Japan,
Pierre Henry,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Chrome,
Negative Approach,
Alison Limerick,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dawn Penn,
The Birthday Party,
Iggy Pop,
Tubeway Army,
Bush Tetras,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Charles Mingus,
Bobby Womack,
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.