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 Finland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Quantec to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Malaria!,
Ultimate Spinach,
Moebius,
Interpol,
Amon Düül,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Liliput,
Joey Negro,
Harmonia,
Susan Cadogan,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fortunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rotary Connection,
The Last Poets,
the Normal,
Groovy Waters,
Babytalk,
Quadrant,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Stooges,
Icehouse,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kurtis Blow,
Panda Bear,
Marcia Griffiths,
Danielle Patucci,
Hardrive,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Hot Snakes,
Eric Copeland,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Silicon Teens,
Fat Boys,
Goldenarms,
Stereo Dub,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Talk Talk,
The J.B.'s,
The Pretty Things,
Sly & The Family Stone,
a-ha,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Kinks,
Kas Product,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Patti Smith,
UT,
K-Klass,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
La Düsseldorf,
B.T. Express,
Lightning Bolt,
Man Parrish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
David McCallum,
Cameo,
Robert Hood,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.