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 Singapore and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soft Cell to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ponytail,
Slave,
The Cosmic Jokers,
10cc,
Skaos,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lindisfarne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Residents,
The Golliwogs,
The Standells,
Easy Going,
Yusef Lateef,
Dual Sessions,
Quando Quango,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blancmange,
Guru Guru,
In Retrospect,
Adolescents,
Unrelated Segments,
Ohio Players,
Pylon,
Icehouse,
Deepchord,
Chrome,
Von Mondo,
Maleditus Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Don Cherry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Judy Mowatt,
The Flesh Eaters,
Derrick May,
Tears for Fears,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Deakin,
Cheater Slicks,
Lalo Schifrin,
OOIOO,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Public Image Ltd.,
Radiohead,
Alphaville,
Oneida,
Althea and Donna,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Warren Ellis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joyce Sims,
Procol Harum,
Marvin Gaye,
Half Japanese,
Joey Negro,
the Normal,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joensuu 1685,
Boredoms,
Neil Young,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.