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 Germany and from Paris.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar 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 Michelle Simonal to the punk 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Aural Exciters,
Roxette,
Tim Buckley,
Hoover,
New York Dolls,
kango's stein massive,
Sex Pistols,
A Certain Ratio,
Sarah Menescal,
The Slackers,
48th St. Collective,
Deepchord,
Rosa Yemen,
Stockholm Monsters,
Absolute Body Control,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Groovy Waters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra,
Pylon,
Second Layer,
Mary Jane Girls,
H. Thieme,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Sonics,
Dead Boys,
Monks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sonic Youth,
Main Source,
Gregory Isaacs,
Inner City,
Sandy B,
Pharoah Sanders,
Howard Jones,
Ronnie Foster,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kayak,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Pus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Searchers,
Smog,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bronski Beat,
The Velvet Underground,
Harpers Bizarre,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sam Rivers,
Kerri Chandler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
AZ,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.