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 China and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Rites of Spring to the funk 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
David Bowie,
Yellowson,
Little Man,
Pulsallama,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Faust,
Surgeon,
Zapp,
Black Moon,
Letta Mbulu,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Litter,
Magma,
The Knickerbockers,
Joe Smooth,
Television,
Arcadia,
The Tremeloes,
Althea and Donna,
Porter Ricks,
Rod Modell,
New Order,
Magazine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Swans,
Eric Copeland,
The Stooges,
Anthony Braxton,
Harpers Bizarre,
This Heat,
H. Thieme,
Sun Ra,
Black Pus,
Gang Starr,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Michelle Simonal,
The Moleskins,
Ultimate Spinach,
Alton Ellis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ronnie Foster,
Sparks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cymande,
Rekid,
The Names,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wally Richardson,
Roy Ayers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dave Gahan,
Rotary Connection,
Amon Düül II,
the Slits,
Duran Duran,
UT,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Move,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.