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 Greece and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Delon & Dalcan 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Funkadelic,
The Electric Prunes,
Fear,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Reagan Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Black Moon,
Minnie Riperton,
Guru Guru,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Spandau Ballet,
The Music Machine,
Brass Construction,
Blossom Toes,
Main Source,
Brand Nubian,
Ronnie Foster,
Yazoo,
Deepchord,
The Durutti Column,
Marvin Gaye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Dead C,
Buzzcocks,
The Saints,
Smog,
Audionom,
The J.B.'s,
Black Pus,
Outsiders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Henry Cow,
Pantytec,
Gong,
Skaos,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Subhumans,
The Fugs,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Blues Magoos,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Misunderstood,
Popol Vuh,
Crash Course in Science,
Wasted Youth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marmalade,
The Names,
Bobby Womack,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hasil Adkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Saccharine Trust,
Young Marble Giants,
Eli Mardock,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rakim,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
CMW,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.