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 Paraguay and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mark Hollis to the electroclash 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
The Tremeloes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Surgeon,
Yazoo,
Juan Atkins,
Main Source,
Liliput,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soft Cell,
Au Pairs,
Donald Byrd,
Connie Case,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Johnny Clarke,
Ultra Naté,
The Pretty Things,
Funkadelic,
The Alarm Clocks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cameo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mark Hollis,
Iggy Pop,
Crispian St. Peters,
Matthew Halsall,
Mr. Review,
Sister Nancy,
The J.B.'s,
Make Up,
Quando Quango,
Slick Rick,
Reuben Wilson,
Mantronix,
Arab on Radar,
The Monochrome Set,
the Normal,
Q and Not U,
Lee Hazlewood,
Essential Logic,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Motions,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marcia Griffiths,
E-Dancer,
Derrick May,
Echospace,
X-102,
Yaz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Television,
Man Eating Sloth,
James White and The Blacks,
The Sound,
the Swans,
Cymande,
China Crisis,
Idris Muhammad,
Simply Red,
T. Rex,
Ituana,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.