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 Lebanon and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Roxy Music 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Wolf Eyes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Boredoms,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lakeside,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marc Almond,
Minor Threat,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nirvana,
Grauzone,
One Last Wish,
The Smiths,
In Retrospect,
Pole,
LL Cool J,
Massinfluence,
The Knickerbockers,
Sugar Minott,
Agitation Free,
Nils Olav,
Ten City,
Stiv Bators,
Vainqueur,
Dawn Penn,
Wasted Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hashim,
The Golliwogs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Spandau Ballet,
The Stooges,
The New Christs,
Organ,
Nick Fraelich,
Yazoo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Country Teasers,
Charles Mingus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Associates,
Max Romeo,
Black Sheep,
Ituana,
Suicide,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Maurizio,
Lower 48,
Thompson Twins,
Barrington Levy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ludus,
La Düsseldorf,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joey Negro,
AZ,
Lou Christie,
New York Dolls,
Suburban Knight,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.