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 Montenegro and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Aswad to the disco 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Warsaw,
Rod Modell,
Josef K,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Saccharine Trust,
Talk Talk,
Sällskapet,
Japan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Adolescents,
Duran Duran,
Harmonia,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scratch Acid,
Delon & Dalcan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
X-101,
The Searchers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Silicon Teens,
Derrick May,
Peter & Gordon,
The Modern Lovers,
Rites of Spring,
Lalann,
Jeff Lynne,
The Offenders,
The Birthday Party,
Y Pants,
Iggy Pop,
Agitation Free,
Massinfluence,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hardrive,
The Gun Club,
The Pretty Things,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Real Kids,
The Fire Engines,
Scrapy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Colin Newman,
Bad Manners,
The Names,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kaleidoscope,
U.S. Maple,
Nas,
Byron Stingily,
X-Ray Spex,
The Detroit Cobras,
Essential Logic,
The Saints,
Lucky Dragons,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.