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 Kuwait and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sarah Menescal to the grunge 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Martian,
Dark Day,
Theoretical Girls,
Clear Light,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Zapp,
Alison Limerick,
These Immortal Souls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Pop Group,
Piero Umiliani,
Hashim,
Ossler,
Radio Birdman,
Lower 48,
Joensuu 1685,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crash Course in Science,
Andrew Hill,
David McCallum,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Buckinghams,
Nation of Ulysses,
Agitation Free,
Newcleus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hardrive,
The Dirtbombs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Slick Rick,
The Golliwogs,
Bauhaus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
AZ,
Ronnie Foster,
Kaleidoscope,
Accadde A,
Motorama,
Average White Band,
Lalann,
Soul Sonic Force,
Funkadelic,
Godley & Creme,
Main Source,
Barry Ungar,
The Seeds,
Arcadia,
Bill Near,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The United States of America,
Josef K,
Saccharine Trust,
The Sound,
World's Most,
Donald Byrd,
Bang On A Can,
Skarface,
Stetsasonic,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.