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 Belize and from New York.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Royal Trux,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pulsallama,
CMW,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fall,
Stetsasonic,
Suicide,
The Velvet Underground,
Quadrant,
The United States of America,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Easy Going,
June Days,
Pussy Galore,
Altered Images,
Fad Gadget,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Names,
Beasts of Bourbon,
ABC,
Lucky Dragons,
Robert Hood,
Joyce Sims,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Smiths,
Moby Grape,
Joe Smooth,
Inner City,
John Foxx,
Arcadia,
Skaos,
Tears for Fears,
Schoolly D,
The Gories,
the Normal,
The J.B.'s,
Wings,
Scratch Acid,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Maurizio,
Jeff Mills,
Terry Callier,
The Sonics,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Hot Snakes,
Lou Christie,
Shoche,
10cc,
Nas,
Marvin Gaye,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.