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 Syria and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pantaleimon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Bizarre Inc.,
Slick Rick,
Interpol,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rufus Thomas,
The Black Dice,
Sister Nancy,
Maleditus Sound,
Pole,
Camberwell Now,
Thompson Twins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
China Crisis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bauhaus,
the Germs,
The Selecter,
Skriet,
Newcleus,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Tubeway Army,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joe Smooth,
Skaos,
Scientists,
Joyce Sims,
Reagan Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minutemen,
Pere Ubu,
Black Flag,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang Green,
Josef K,
Barrington Levy,
LL Cool J,
Peter & Gordon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dennis Brown,
Pet Shop Boys,
Moebius,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aaron Thompson,
UT,
Yellowson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Robert Wyatt,
Sun City Girls,
Stetsasonic,
Todd Terry,
Gang of Four,
the Normal,
Letta Mbulu,
Hoover,
Harmonia,
Gerry Rafferty,
Can,
Ralphi Rosario,
Trumans Water,
Rod Modell,
David Bowie,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.