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 Iceland 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Amon Düül II,
Bauhaus,
Leonard Cohen,
The Stooges,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
New Order,
Scan 7,
David Axelrod,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rufus Thomas,
Au Pairs,
The Gap Band,
The Human League,
The Beau Brummels,
Marine Girls,
Al Stewart,
Malaria!,
Goldenarms,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Susan Cadogan,
Faraquet,
LL Cool J,
Davy DMX,
Roy Ayers,
The Pop Group,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Isaac Hayes,
Visage,
Pylon,
Popol Vuh,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wasted Youth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Livin' Joy,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Litter,
Kerri Chandler,
Quando Quango,
Jeff Mills,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Boredoms,
The Angels of Light,
The Grass Roots,
Bootsy Collins,
Cluster,
Patti Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Fania All-Stars,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marvin Gaye,
Skaos,
The Divine Comedy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kurtis Blow,
Gabor Szabo,
The Knickerbockers,
Shoche,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.