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 Denmark and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rekid to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lakeside,
Dark Day,
The Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marmalade,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kayak,
Maleditus Sound,
Flash Fearless,
Q and Not U,
The Kinks,
T.S.O.L.,
Kurtis Blow,
the Soft Cell,
Laurel Aitken,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Maurizio,
Crash Course in Science,
Vladislav Delay,
Arab on Radar,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Quadrant,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gang Green,
The Leaves,
Black Sheep,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Swans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Invisible,
Man Parrish,
Guru Guru,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Freddie Wadling,
Severed Heads,
Suicide,
Sexual Harrassment,
Procol Harum,
Fatback Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Trojans,
Cameo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Electric Prunes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DJ Style,
Ituana,
Fear,
Shuggie Otis,
Bill Near,
Deadbeat,
The Fuzztones,
Joe Finger,
Trumans Water,
Ornette Coleman,
Lindisfarne,
Jeff Mills,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.