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 Georgia and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar 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 Lalo Schifrin to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
The Remains,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Albert Ayler,
Eddi Front,
The Birthday Party,
The Martian,
Sonny Sharrock,
Thompson Twins,
Ornette Coleman,
Surgeon,
Rakim,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rod Modell,
The Velvet Underground,
Joe Finger,
The Mighty Diamonds,
FM Einheit,
The Fire Engines,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
U.S. Maple,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Television,
Amon Düül II,
Desert Stars,
These Immortal Souls,
Lungfish,
Amazonics,
AZ,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Morten Harket,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grandmaster Flash,
Negative Approach,
Clear Light,
Big Daddy Kane,
a-ha,
Spoonie Gee,
Scion,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Human League,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Smoke,
Niagra,
UT,
Terrestrial Tones,
A Flock of Seagulls,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cowsills,
Jawbox,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cluster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Half Japanese,
Circle Jerks,
Roxette,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Metal Thangz,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.