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 Togo and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Index,
World's Most,
Brick,
Marvin Gaye,
Mo-Dettes,
Judy Mowatt,
ABC,
Sam Rivers,
Godley & Creme,
Echospace,
A Certain Ratio,
Stetsasonic,
Ituana,
Gerry Rafferty,
48th St. Collective,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Evens,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Skaos,
Lindisfarne,
Althea and Donna,
Suburban Knight,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kenny Larkin,
Schoolly D,
Panda Bear,
The Gun Club,
The Doors,
Absolute Body Control,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Wake,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ice-T,
Procol Harum,
Bob Dylan,
Technova,
Anthony Braxton,
Icehouse,
Deakin,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Janne Schatter,
Sister Nancy,
Bill Near,
La Düsseldorf,
The Grass Roots,
Moebius,
The Red Krayola,
Surgeon,
Susan Cadogan,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Dirtbombs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Symarip,
Freddie Wadling,
H. Thieme,
Maleditus Sound,
The Stooges,
Pantytec,
Gabor Szabo,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.