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 Lithuania and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes 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 Josef K to the rap 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Divine Comedy,
Bluetip,
Dennis Brown,
Jeff Mills,
Camberwell Now,
Massinfluence,
Dual Sessions,
Porter Ricks,
Buzzcocks,
Jacques Brel,
kango's stein massive,
Ludus,
Darondo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Associates,
R.M.O.,
New Age Steppers,
Niagra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Neu!,
a-ha,
PIL,
Delta 5,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grey Daturas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pole,
The Zeros,
Harmonia,
The Smiths,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jandek,
Dark Day,
Jacob Miller,
Aloha Tigers,
The Last Poets,
The Fugs,
These Immortal Souls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lakeside,
Bill Near,
Japan,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Christie,
The Golliwogs,
Roy Ayers,
Al Stewart,
Tomorrow,
Half Japanese,
Roger Hodgson,
Susan Cadogan,
ABBA,
Pagans,
X-101,
cv313,
The Tremeloes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.