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 Ivory Coast and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare 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 Dead Boys to the punk 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
The Young Rascals,
UT,
Jeff Mills,
Boz Scaggs,
Godley & Creme,
Joensuu 1685,
The Mummies,
The Invisible,
Amon Düül II,
The Standells,
Bobby Byrd,
Tres Demented,
Clear Light,
Altered Images,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Tremeloes,
Dave Gahan,
Amon Düül,
Essential Logic,
This Heat,
The Grass Roots,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Leaves,
Ten City,
Little Man,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Move,
Todd Rundgren,
Harpers Bizarre,
JFA,
Suicide,
the Normal,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Wake,
Tommy Roe,
Blake Baxter,
Public Enemy,
Soul II Soul,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soulsonic Force,
Arthur Verocai,
Easy Going,
Joyce Sims,
Nick Fraelich,
John Cale,
the Germs,
Sister Nancy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bob Dylan,
June of 44,
Sällskapet,
The Birthday Party,
Technova,
Trumans Water,
Q65,
Inner City,
Marc Almond,
The Cowsills,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.