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 Germany and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Al Stewart to the jazz 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Men They Couldn't Hang record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Aaron Thompson,
Dual Sessions,
Howard Jones,
Panda Bear,
Boz Scaggs,
Outsiders,
Television Personalities,
Subhumans,
Spandau Ballet,
Ice-T,
the Bar-Kays,
Surgeon,
The United States of America,
The Names,
Ossler,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Toasters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fear,
The Skatalites,
FM Einheit,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
T. Rex,
Crispian St. Peters,
Metal Thangz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Terry Callier,
The New Christs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Dead C,
Ludus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DJ Sneak,
Fad Gadget,
David Bowie,
Junior Murvin,
Minny Pops,
Brothers Johnson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cymande,
the Fania All-Stars,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Easy Going,
Iggy Pop,
The Moleskins,
Ituana,
Rotary Connection,
Black Bananas,
Schoolly D,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Order,
Glambeats Corp.,
Warsaw,
Pharoah Sanders,
Symarip,
Jandek,
Avey Tare,
Section 25,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lungfish,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Wyatt,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.