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 Dominica 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Minor Threat to the techno 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joe Smooth,
Black Bananas,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Searchers,
Suburban Knight,
Suicide,
The Fire Engines,
Shuggie Otis,
H. Thieme,
Connie Case,
Smog,
Alton Ellis,
Moby Grape,
The Stooges,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Moody Blues,
Soulsonic Force,
Marvin Gaye,
Todd Terry,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Germs,
Niagra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Blossom Toes,
Surgeon,
Moebius,
David Bowie,
Mars,
FM Einheit,
Easy Going,
The Fortunes,
Danielle Patucci,
John Holt,
Rapeman,
Accadde A,
Minny Pops,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fear,
Mr. Review,
CMW,
Jandek,
Basic Channel,
Soul II Soul,
The Evens,
Lalann,
Malaria!,
Ponytail,
Country Teasers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
One Last Wish,
Pantaleimon,
Arab on Radar,
Fugazi,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Massinfluence,
The Seeds,
Amon Düül,
Pulsallama,
Main Source,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.