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 South Sudan and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Soulsonic Force to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Mars,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Modern Lovers,
Tres Demented,
Vainqueur,
Sun Ra,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Shuggie Otis,
Essential Logic,
Audionom,
Eddi Front,
Gabor Szabo,
Loose Ends,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dual Sessions,
Chrome,
Faraquet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Simply Red,
The Fuzztones,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Neil Young,
Yusef Lateef,
Robert Görl,
Eric B and Rakim,
Girls At Our Best!,
cv313,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Rundgren,
Main Source,
D'Angelo,
Erykah Badu,
The Pop Group,
Soul II Soul,
Zero Boys,
K-Klass,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sparks,
Bill Near,
Roxette,
Erasure,
Television Personalities,
Scion,
H. Thieme,
Amon Düül II,
Don Cherry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boredoms,
Basic Channel,
Mad Mike,
Massinfluence,
Sixth Finger,
the Slits,
The Residents,
X-101,
Ornette Coleman,
Skaos,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.