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 Micronesia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain to the jazz 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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Drexciya,
Michelle Simonal,
Curtis Mayfield,
Neil Young,
Amon Düül II,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anakelly,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crime,
the Bar-Kays,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
David Bowie,
the Normal,
Tubeway Army,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Flash Fearless,
June Days,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Flag,
Sexual Harrassment,
Brass Construction,
Chris & Cosey,
Masters at Work,
Soft Machine,
Susan Cadogan,
Lindisfarne,
The Grass Roots,
Franke,
Al Stewart,
Essential Logic,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Real Kids,
Soft Cell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Dirtbombs,
The Buckinghams,
Bobbi Humphrey,
June of 44,
Eric Dolphy,
In Retrospect,
Sugar Minott,
Joyce Sims,
10cc,
Prince Buster,
U.S. Maple,
Minny Pops,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yazoo,
The Cure,
Terrestrial Tones,
T.S.O.L.,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mo-Dettes,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fugs,
Animal Collective,
The Invisible,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.