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 Norway and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nirvana to the rock 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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Buzzcocks,
In Retrospect,
Funkadelic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slick Rick,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Half Japanese,
the Swans,
The Angels of Light,
Deakin,
John Foxx,
Radiopuhelimet,
Warren Ellis,
Desert Stars,
Heaven 17,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nico,
The Zeros,
Jacob Miller,
Ultravox,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
CMW,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Doobie Brothers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ponytail,
Theoretical Girls,
Monolake,
Ronnie Foster,
Maleditus Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Panda Bear,
Al Stewart,
John Coltrane,
The Misunderstood,
Blake Baxter,
Negative Approach,
The Beau Brummels,
Vladislav Delay,
Godley & Creme,
Alton Ellis,
Kerri Chandler,
Pylon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Donny Hathaway,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Walker Brothers,
Radiohead,
Bill Wells,
Sarah Menescal,
Infiniti,
Chrome,
The Toasters,
Fela Kuti,
Organ,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Slave, Slave, Slave, Slave.
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.