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 Latvia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Leonard Cohen to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deadbeat,
Reuben Wilson,
Adolescents,
Jawbox,
Black Bananas,
Alphaville,
Dark Day,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Byron Stingily,
Hot Snakes,
Spoonie Gee,
Ronnie Foster,
Black Moon,
Dennis Brown,
The Velvet Underground,
New Order,
Q and Not U,
New Age Steppers,
Ronan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Erykah Badu,
Flipper,
John Lydon,
Howard Jones,
Moby Grape,
The Seeds,
Khruangbin,
Delta 5,
John Holt,
Spandau Ballet,
The Misunderstood,
Country Teasers,
Q65,
Matthew Bourne,
Wasted Youth,
D'Angelo,
Michelle Simonal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Henry Cow,
Talk Talk,
Bob Dylan,
Schoolly D,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crime,
Nico,
Alison Limerick,
The Pop Group,
Second Layer,
Japan,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fortunes,
Gichy Dan,
Darondo,
Rod Modell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.