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 Congo and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Wasted Youth to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Con Funk Shun,
The Sound,
Massinfluence,
Magazine,
Lou Reed,
Bush Tetras,
Josef K,
The Tremeloes,
Mark Hollis,
The Victims,
Sister Nancy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Minor Threat,
Skarface,
Pantaleimon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gong,
Danielle Patucci,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Velvet Underground,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultravox,
John Lydon,
The Invisible,
The Zeros,
Bootsy Collins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yaz,
Quando Quango,
Essential Logic,
DJ Sneak,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Radiohead,
H. Thieme,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun City Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
The Monochrome Set,
Deadbeat,
Model 500,
Lightning Bolt,
The Stooges,
Goldenarms,
Joensuu 1685,
The Walker Brothers,
Ponytail,
Flash Fearless,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Dirtbombs,
The Moody Blues,
Q65,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chrome,
The Fortunes,
The Martian,
ABBA,
The Names,
The Residents,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Last Poets,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.