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 Slovakia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ 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 Mars to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Animal Collective,
Bobby Byrd,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Barracudas,
One Last Wish,
Ludus,
Peter & Gordon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joey Negro,
The Raincoats,
The Buckinghams,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
10cc,
Mad Mike,
Magazine,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aaron Thompson,
Fad Gadget,
Unwound,
Minny Pops,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Brass Construction,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Busters,
Visage,
Tommy Roe,
Ken Boothe,
Wasted Youth,
Hasil Adkins,
David Axelrod,
Blake Baxter,
Q and Not U,
MDC,
Rakim,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pagans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sound Behaviour,
Michelle Simonal,
The Happenings,
Excepter,
Can,
Black Moon,
Avey Tare,
Ronan,
Sugar Minott,
Alphaville,
the Normal,
the Sonics,
Josef K,
Marvin Gaye,
The Moleskins,
Eric Dolphy,
Graham Central Station,
David McCallum,
Zero Boys,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Yellowson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.