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 Azerbaijan and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ornette Coleman to the techno 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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson 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 '60s 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camouflage,
Steve Hackett,
Rufus Thomas,
Essential Logic,
The Gap Band,
The Gun Club,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
a-ha,
Isaac Hayes,
A Certain Ratio,
Joe Finger,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nas,
Dawn Penn,
The Shadows of Knight,
Slick Rick,
La Düsseldorf,
Minnie Riperton,
Eddi Front,
The Residents,
Suburban Knight,
Guru Guru,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Barrington Levy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sonics,
The Vogues,
Zero Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Icehouse,
Sexual Harrassment,
John Foxx,
The Modern Lovers,
Pantaleimon,
Pussy Galore,
The Skatalites,
Aswad,
Albert Ayler,
Max Romeo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Black Moon,
Spoonie Gee,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roxette,
Tim Buckley,
Can,
Outsiders,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mo-Dettes,
The Wake,
Public Image Ltd.,
Average White Band,
Ten City,
Audionom,
Fat Boys,
The Fuzztones,
Duran Duran,
Au Pairs,
R.M.O.,
The Blues Magoos,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.