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 Grenada and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 MDC to the funk 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Eurythmics,
Todd Terry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marc Almond,
Ponytail,
Blake Baxter,
Hoover,
Jandek,
Model 500,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Big Daddy Kane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cal Tjader,
LL Cool J,
Max Romeo,
Faust,
The Residents,
Motorama,
Newcleus,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Birthday Party,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Human League,
Country Teasers,
Das Ding,
X-101,
The United States of America,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Zeros,
Jeff Lynne,
Bad Manners,
Erykah Badu,
Judy Mowatt,
Soft Machine,
The Cure,
The Move,
Dead Boys,
Janne Schatter,
Minnie Riperton,
kango's stein massive,
Banda Bassotti,
Youth Brigade,
Rufus Thomas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sandy B,
Easy Going,
Basic Channel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Smiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Khruangbin,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cymande,
Laurel Aitken,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Byrd,
Swans,
The Names,
Derrick Morgan,
the Slits,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.